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2012.03.13 03:53 roger_ The Flintstones

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2012.06.21 19:27 frocarter Get A Life TV show starring Chris Elliott

Get a Life aired in relative obscurity on the young Fox network from 1990 – 1992. Elliott played a thirty-something man-boy who worked as a paperboy, lived above his parents' garage, and frequently died at the end of the episodes. The show also boasted the involvement of several writers who were destined for success, including Mr. Show's Bob Odenkirk and Being John Malkovich's Charlie Kaufman.
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2011.10.01 20:29 Goddammit! Industries

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2024.05.19 02:39 rexsaucy Couple wholesome thoughts on S10

When Bri and Fred are both up for elimination Gordon tells Bri to take off her apron. Fred starts whispering under his breath “please tell her to go to the balcony.” Such a sweet moment, Fred has a very good heart.
Also Subha. My god, Subha is one of the most inspirational people of every season. Loves his wife, loves life, loves cooking, never takes criticism personally, and has such a sincere sense of humor. He has such an air of wisdom and maturity, while still taking an optimistic, almost childlike delight in his experiences on the show. I hope someday I can have these qualities, just an extremely good natured person. And I would love to eat some of his food with how much they rave about it.
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2024.05.18 19:24 Fickle_Shift_4077 Great drops & alternative sounding electronic list.

If you love this type of style where your like "wtf was that drop is's so f**king good and different", check out some of these songs as they have similar "wtf/awesome/mad drops".
Just copy the line of the song and youtube will just find the song (sorry I have not tailored this to spotify) :
Pendulum - The Island - Pt. I (Dawn) [Skrillex Remix]
RÜFÜS - Innerbloom (What So Not Remix)
Illusionize & Shapeless - TIME (I have a feeling you will love this, melty nights and completely gooey!)
Chase & Status - Don't Be Scared (Official Music Video) ft. Takura AC Slater - Bass Inside Wolfgang Gartner & Kill The Noise - Battlestations (F**KING AWESOME AND FUN TRACK! MY SECRET WEAPON TO SHOW PEOPLE!) Don Diablo - People Say ft. Paije Don Diablo - Head Up ft. James Newman GTA - Red Lips feat. Sam Bruno (Skrillex Remix) Loopers - I'm Heavy Mumbai Power (feat. Beam)-Skrillex SCARY MONSTERS & NICE SPRITES (KASKADE REMIX) - SKRILLEX (Just wait for the drop man, it's great and you probably won't have heard it before!) Skrillex, Noisia, josh pan & Dylan Brady - Supersonic (My Existence) Crystal Castles - Not In Love ft. Robert Smith of The Cure Lane 8 - Is This Our Earth? RL Grime - Core Getter - Head Splitter Dog Blood - BREAK LAW Danny L Harle & DJ Danny - On A Mountain (Flume Remix) Flume - Slugger 1.4 [2014 Export.WAV] Knock2 - dashstar* Shotgun Radio - A Bad Place (feat. Mimi Page) (Minnesota Remix) (My favorite track for years!) Chris Lake - I Want You (Just wait for the drop.) Knock2 - dashstar* (VIP) [NIGHTMODE] LOOPERS - I'm Odd Knock2 - REWiND [NIGHTMODE] Skrillex, Missy Elliott, & Mr. Oizo - RATATA Sibewest - Deprived Flume - Go Skrillex & Mr. Oizo - RATATA (KREAM Remix) ft. Missy Elliot (KREAM is killa, check them out. A lot of their stuff is signature sound). ANYMA X GRIMES – WELCOME TO THE OPERA (I know the Anyma synth plucks are going around at the moment but if you haven't heard this sound design it would still be mind tingly.) Tobiahs - Lifetime Martin Garrix - Animals (Of course! ;) )
For songs that have different alternative sounding drops which aren't as insanely different from what you usually hear but are still different sounding drops which are great check out:
Seven Lions - Isis Vicetone - Nevada (feat. Cozi Zuehlsdorff) Birdy Nam Nam - "Goin' In (Skrillex "Goin' Hard" Mix)"
Tchami - "Adieu" OFFICIAL VERSION
Martin Garrix & Troye Sivan - There For You (Official Instrumental) (The original is still "f**king dope! too! Marty has often unique sounding songs and pretty much made his own style of sound!)
Martin Garrix & Dua Lipa - Scared To Be Lonely (Official Instrumental) (Dua was kinda gaining popularity but i feel this was the song that really skyrocketed her into the limelight, the original with her lyrics is still so good!)
Tchami - Shot Caller (Badass madness!)
Lights & Music · Cut Copy (Awesome track, classic for me growing up and just decent for the time it came out!) Martin Garrix & Mesto - Limitless
Nero - Reaching Out
Martin Garrix & Brooks - Quantum
Martin Garrix & Zedd - Follow (F**king great track! Take risks my friend! ;) )
Flume - Say It (feat. Tove Lo) (Illenium Remix) David Guetta, Martin Garrix & Brooks - Like I Do
Bondax - Gold (Snakehips Bootleg) (More chill and not so party party but awesome drop!) Brooks & GRX - Boomerang (GRX is Martin Garrix's alternate stage name.) Martin Garrix & Florian Picasso - Make Up Your MindWarriors Dance - The ProdigyFuji Opener (feat. Alvin Risk)TroyBoi - Do You?Dog Blood - Next OrderOops · Martin Garrix Dimitri Vegas & Like Mike vs. W&W – Arcade (Extended Mix) Savant - Living iPod (Definitely going to love or hate it but it's fun, especially if your a major gamer like me!) Mr FijiWiji - Let The Sky Fall Down Martin Garrix & Jay Hardway Dua Lipa - Don't Start Now (PØNTES Remix) (Awesome, awesome remix and you won't have heard it!) Knock2 - dashstar* (Yellow Claw Trap Edit) [NIGHTMODE] Knock2 - Are U Feelin Me (Ft. DEV) [NIGHTMODE] Shadow Lady · Portwave GRADES - King
For songs which i've come across which are so different from what you'd usually hear but are a complete vibe because they arent "typical sounding" (not saying anything's right or wrong) these are great:
nekoi- exist (Don't be a peeping teemo!) Deadmau5 - Pomogrenate (Original Instrumental)
BICEP ATLAS BICEP OPAL (FOUR TET REMIX)
BICEP APRICOTS (This is really, really different but a phenomenal track. Just be in a good mindset because it's a fricking intense track but really dope!) DJ DIFFERENT - Angels
RITCHRD - PARIS (make sure to check it out on "yotsu"' youtube channel as it's got a cool anime clip!) San Holo - bb u ok? (Drop's great and it's different! Good vibes.)
Kendrick Lamar - HUMBLE. (Skrillex Remix) (I don't listen to rap and i f**king frothed this for ages!)
RL Grime, What So Not, and Skrillex - Waiting
RL Grime x Utada Hikaru - Simple To Know [Flipboitamidles Mashup] (Just a feel good song. Your gonna like it or not!)
Deadmau5 & Kaskade - I Remember (Mr FijiWiji Remix/Cover ft. Laura Brehm)
Guy Gerber - What To Do (&ME Remix)
BICEP JUST
BICEP GLUE
BICEP MELI (II) (Live at Love Saves The Day)
Gemini - Fire Inside (Mr. FijiWiji Remix)
The Presets - My People
BICEP SAKU (FEAT. CLARA LA SAN) RL Grime - Pressure Mitch Murder - The Touch Knock2 - SPEAK up! Mt. Wolf - Life Size Ghosts (Catching Flies Remix)Jonas Mantey - Frei Tom Day - Going Home Fracx - In Your Memory Hotline Miami 2: Wrong Number Soundtrack - Run
Parallel Universe · Franky Wah
&ME - The Rapture Pt.II
Keinemusik (Rampa, Adam Port, &ME) - Muyè
Danger - 0:59 Danger - 6:24 (from Furi original soundtrack)
Danger - 7:53 (from Furi original soundtrack)
Marie Davidson - 'Work It (Soulwax Remix)' (Hilarious track, defs different.) Lacchesi & Mac Declos - Give It To Me (Nelly X-Rated Edit) Ytram & Citadelle - Alive &ME, Black Coffee - The Rapture Pt.III (Also check out Pt.1 & Pt 2. for &ME) Amanati x Roniit - Slow (Oh lover lover!) Phelian - Liturgy (F**king love this track! So good for introspection at night!) Artist's I really, really love as personal preference that are so good:
SIBEWEST // Because of you (F**king love this guy, he's so damn good and so my jam!)
Kazukii // Pull
Kazukii - Need
Grimes - So Heavy I Fell Through the Earth (I love this track and grimes has really grown on me slowly and slowly. If you don't know who the artist is it was Elon Musk's most recent wife (you know the richest guy/might still be the richest guy in the world! The comment that i just saw checking it now about the track is: "just learned that this song is about Grimes being pregnant “It’s about getting pregnant,” she said. “The sort of tragedy of agreeing to it, even though it’s this great thing. For a girl, it’s sacrificing your body and your freedom. It’s a pretty crazy sacrifice and only half of the population has to do it.”"
Please, Stay-Matthieu Faubourg KAZUKII // Return Nero - The Thrill Monrroe Ft. Emily Makis - Never Too Old Arle - Close To You (Icarus Edit) Carpenter Brut - Paradise Warfare (Pretty awesome track, Carpenter Brut is great but dark and intense. Really suggest you play this for yourself instead of randomly showing it to someone. Could put them in a bad headspace if they are tripping bells. You will know what I mean by the end of the track!) Le Matos - Montrose (Le Matos are one of my all time favorites, incredibly underrated going by what you see on youtube!)
Kashuks - Universe
Mononoid - Protoplasm (Original Mix)Moby -- After (Drumsound & Bassline Smith Remix)
Banks - Warm Water (Snakehips Remix) Third ≡ Party - Without You (I love this track, makes me feel so good and the statues are so deep! Look up the burning man wire adult and children statues with the adults with the kids inside!) Kazukii - Tension Franky Wah - Love Me (Official Audio) (Extended Mix) Kaneki サウンド - Evening With U Neon Indian - Polish Girl (Indie electronic more so but still great, loved this back in the day!) Amelie Lens - Hypnotized (My favorite techno artist! So good!) Franky Wah - Cry No More (Audio) Grimes - New Gods Skrillex - The Reason Skrillex - Leaving Skrillex & Wiwek - Killa ft Elliphant
Mr FijiWiji - Sentry (Great song with unique sound design though a bit sad sounding. Love to Wiji my Fiji!) Awesome - The Bloody Beetroots
ARTBAT, Shall Ocin feat. braev - Origin Golden Features - 'Touch (feat. Rromarin) (F**CKING SO GOOD AND STILL UNSEEN! OMG FAVORITE TRACK PROBABLY OF ALL TIME!) Scary Monsters and Nice Sprites (Blueshift's Synthwave Cover) (This is a GREAT COVER if you love the original and synthwave.) Skrillex - Scary Monsters And Nice Sprites (Radar Detector Remix) Katana ZERO OST - Hit The Floor (Extended) UPGRADE-OFFL1NX FISHER - You Little Beauty (SCNDL VIP Club Edit) (Get your filth on son! If you love fishy, guarantee you will love this pure debauchery and raunchery!) Sewerslvt - Mr. Kill Myself Sewerslvt - Pretty Cvnt Sewerslvt - Newlove ZHU - Palm of My Hand Deadmau5 - Aural Psynapse (Mr FijiWiji Remix) Deadmau5 - Strobe (Mr FijiWiji Remix) THE OTHERS' (Radio Edit) TV ROCK Vs Dukes Of Windsor [HQ] (Just wait for the drop mang!) Amelie Lens - Drift Crystal Castles - Baptism M.O.O.N. - 'Hydrogen' (Try not to fry someone with this track.) SebastiAn - Kindercut Sebastian - Tetra NYC Beat (Radio Edit) · Armand Van Helden FKA twigs x Skrillex - Ego Death (Yoseppi's Club Edit)(Pretty much just my favorite parts of the original.) Pizza · Martin Garrix Skrillex - Kyoto (Extended) SKRILLEX - RIGHT ON TIME (12TH PLANET & KILL THE NOISE) Flume ft. Vera Blue - Rushing Back (Ekko & Sidetrack Bootleg) No Time-LastlingsI've Got You · Lastlings Lastlings - I've Got You (Rinzen Remix / Audio) Take My Hand (Totally Enormous Extinct Dinosaurs Sky Remix) · Lastlings Lastlings - Out Of Touch (CRi Remix / Visualizer) Lastlings - False Reactions (X CLUB. Remix / Official Audio) Lastlings - Last Breath (Adult Art Club Remix / Audio) Lastlings - Out Of Touch (Paraleven Remix) Lastlings - Deja VuLions in the Wild - Martin Garrix · Third Party Grimes & i_o - Violence deadmau5 - Monophobia (feat. Rob Swire) [Official Video] Chase & Status - Mixed Emotions SHDOW - Spirit. Heatwave · SBTRKT (This guys amazing!) Pharoahs - SBTRKTWildfire - SBTRKTSo Far Away · Lazerhawk Martin Garrix - Poison Dimitri Vegas & Like Mike vs. W&W – Arcade (Extended Mix) If I Know You (Tom Middleton Remix) · The Presets Sneaky Sound System - It's Not My Problem (Thin White Duke Mix) Netsky - Memory Lane Deadmau5 - Ghosts N Stuff (Nero Remix) Golden Features - Worship Dimitri Vangelis & Wyman X Steve Angello - Payback (Original Mix) Martin Garrix & David Guetta - So Far Away Madeon - Finale (Netsky Remix) RL Grime & What So Not - Tell Me RL Grime - I Wanna Know feat. Daya Lane 8 - Survive feat. Channy Leaneagh (Bit of an Anthem when your going through a rough time!) MALO - March of Progress The Presets - Talk Like That I Will Be Here [Wolfgang Gartner Remix Edit] - Tiësto, Sneaky Sound System Electric Youth - The Best Thing Knock2 - PARANOiD Le Matos - Light Again feat. Electric Youth Le Matos - Sarah Knock2 - gettin' hott MIAMI NIGHTS 1984 - Saved By The Bell Matrix Reloaded Rave (Zion Dance Party) - Aphrodite Mix (Awesome mix, great when your Hiding the bishop"Fluke - ZionPorter Robinson - Language STRLGHT - Where Do We Go Helax - Tell Me, Tell Me Lights & Music · Cut Copy Cristian Collodoro – Temperature Remix Follow The Storm · Gauthier Bloc Party - One More Chance (Alex Metric Remix) Kasbo - I Get You ft. Lizzy Land (Fakear Remix) Stranger - House Party (AC Slater Remix) Ravager · VIME Grum feat. Electric Youth - Turn It Up Mr FijiWiji - You Worry Enough Hidden Face - Cold Night Pendulum - Witchcraft (Rob Swire's Drumstep Mix) Sublab - In My Blood (feat. Mads) Skrillex, PinkPantheress & Trippie Redd - Way Back Alan Braxe, Fred Falke - You'll Stay In My Heart (Instrumental) [2023 Remaster] Something In The Water X Skepta W O L F C L U B - Tears 3DS Internet Settings · マドロスMERCURY Rules - A Little More Love (Bootleg Edit) Womack & Womack - Teardrops (Rules Remix) Rico 56 x Korzana x twofaced. - Strangers [NIGHTMODE] Kavinsky - Cameo feat. Kareen Lomax KAVINSKY - NightcallKavinsky - Zenith (Someone on youtube was saying this is supposed to be the spiritual successor to Night Call)Playtime Is Over by Le Matos - Studio Session for Mondopalooza Danger - 22:41 Portal · Rebuke Doja Cat - Streets (MCG Remix) The Chase (Rebūke Remix) THAT KIND - Here Comes The Rain Again (Nalestar Remix) RÜFÜS DU SOL - On My Knees (Adriatique Remix)
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2024.05.18 12:10 fredtheuser Day Thirty Three

Rule Two: Treat yourself like someone you are responsible for helping.
This is Jordan Peterson’s second rule from his book “12 Rules For Life.”
A study found that only 2/3 of patients actually take the trouble to fill prescriptions given to them by their doctors. And only half of those 2/3 take them properly. Yet if a vet gives a prescription for a pet, the prescription is nearly always filled and properly administered.
So I guess I shouldn’t get too disappointed as I scroll through the weekly weekend carnage that pops onto this subreddit with disappointingly regularity every Saturday and Sunday. Nonetheless, I still get disappointed.
You’re an addict. If you weren’t, you wouldn’t be here. If you could control your behavior around porn you would have done so by now. And because of your addiction to porn, your life has become (or is well on the way to becoming) unmanageable. Here’s what that looks like — your wife or your kid walks in on you during a porn session. Your boss discovers your porn stash on your work computer. You’re arrested for soliciting a sexual act in a massage parlor.
But that won’t happen to me.
Well, I guess you’re the exception to the rule then. Good luck and Godspeed. Head on back to the PMO rodeo and send us a Christmas card.
For the rest of us, that’s where this leads. Perhaps it hasn’t happened yet. Maybe there’s been a close call that scared you here. Maybe it HAS happened and you don’t know what to do about it.
Treat yourself like someone you are responsible for helping. Because, in the end, you ARE responsible for you.
I quit cigarettes 16 years ago. I got rid of my cigarettes. And ashtrays. And lighters. And matches. I stopped hanging around smokers. Sure I could have stopped and bought a pack of Marlboro Reds. Simply not carrying them rolled up in my t-shirt sleeve was enough of a barrier.
My wife quit drinking 15 years ago. She got rid of the booze. Sure she could have bought a bottle from the grocery store, but the trick was cutting off easy access at home.
You’ve gotta eliminate easy access to porn. And that will look different for different people. But I’ll bet this last glazed donut that you already know what you’ve gotta do. You just haven’t done it yet.
You’re hoping that God will somehow magically take away your urge. And then you can maintain your easy access to porn. Just in case, you tell yourself. Or perhaps you think that you will somehow be able to look at porn like a normal person.
For a select few, that may happen. For most of us, that won’t happen. We are going to have to do some work (not for our salvation, that’s assured, but work that will bring us in partnership with God). Are you ready to start treating yourself like someone you are responsible for helping?
A Best of Fred from four years ago
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2024.05.18 01:43 Leather_Focus_6535 The currently 105 inmates executed by Florida since the 1970s and their crimes (warning, graphic content, please read at your own risk) [part 2, cases 53-105]

This is the second half of my list for Florida's execution roster. As stated in the first part, I split it into two halves in order to follow reddit's character count limitations. Link to part 1.
The currently 105 executed offenders, cases 53 to 105:
53. Aileen Wuornos (~1974-2002, lethal injection): Wuornos murdered 7 men between the ages of 47-65. She was a street prostitute that enticed her victims with promises of sexual favors. After a victim was entrapped, Wuornos shot them dead, and robbed them of their money and their vehicles. Although Wuornos initially claimed that she killed the victims in self defense, she later admitted that they were murdered for their valuables. Her criminal history was extensive, and she had several convictions for armed robbery, assault, DUIs, reckless discharge of firearms, and disorderly conduct. She was also accused of domestic violence by an ex husband, and he placed a restraining order on her within weeks of their marriage.
54. Linroy Bottoson (~1971-2002, lethal injection): In a robbery of a post office, Bottoson stole $14,000 in money orders and $100 in cash, and abducted the post mistress, 74 year old Catherine Alexander. After holding her captive for 3 days, Bottoson stabbed Alexander 16 times, and ran her over with his car. He had several robberies on his criminal record.
55. Amos King Jr. (~1972-2002, lethal injection): After he escaped from a minimum security prison, King broke into the home of 68 year old Natalie Brady and assaulted her. She was raped, stabbed, and savagely beaten in the attack. King then set her house on fire, and returned back to the prison. At his arrival, the prison counselor confronted him about his absence and bloodied clothing. He was stabbed 25 times by King, but managed to survive his injuries. Despite her injuries, Brady managed to crawl out of her burning home, but succumbed to blood loss shortly before help could arrive. King had a previous conviction for robbery.
56. Newton Slawson (1989-2003, lethal injection): Slawson went over to the home of the Wood family (consisting of parents, 23 year old Gerald and 21 year old Peggy, and their children, 4 year old Jennifer and 3 year old Glendon) to buy some cocaine. During an argument over the transaction, Slawson shot and killed Gerald, Jennifer, and Glendon, and wounded Peggy. Slawson then stabbed Peggy (who was 8 months pregnant) with such force that he tore her unborn child out of her womb.
57. Paul Hill (1994-2003, lethal injection): During an attack on an abortion clinic, Hill shot and killed John Britton, a 69 year old abortionist, and his bodyguard, 74 year old James Barrett. Britton’s wife, 68 year old June, was also wounded in the shooting. Hill was a hardline pro life activist and Christian fundamentalist, and saw ending abortion by any means necessary as his personal divine mission.
58. Johnny Robinson (~1980s-2004, lethal injection): Robinson and his teenage accomplice picked up 31 year old Beverly St. George when they found her broken down on the side of the road. They then raped St. George and shot her to death. He tried to claim that they had consensual relations and St. George was hit by an accidental discharge during intercourse. If Robinson's "recollection" was to be believed, he then shot her again to cover up an "accidental" shooting of a white woman. The courts weren't convinced by the defense, and the accomplice admitted that the murder was entirely deliberate and calculated from the beginning. Robinson had several rape convictions and accusations before St. George's murder.
59. John Blackwelder (~1970s-2004, lethal injection): While incarcerated for molesting a 10 year old boy, Blackwelder tied up his cellmate, 39 year old Raymond Wigley, under the alleged pretenses of a bondage session and strangled him to death with makeshift rope. According to Blackwelder, Wigley had been sexually harassing him, and he wanted to put a permeant end to the unwanted advances. Blackwelder had several sexual assault convictions dating back to the 1970s, and was also previously convicted for threatening former vice president Dan Quayle. His victim was the accomplice of another executed offender, John Marek, and was serving a life sentence for assisting him in the torture murder of a woman [for more details on Marek and Wigley's crimes, please see section 68] at the time of his own death.
60. Glen Ocha (1999-2005, lethal injection): Ocha picked up 28 year old Carol Skjerva from a bar and they had sex in his home. However, Skjerva allegedly made mocking remarks towards his genitals and threatened to tell her fiance of their encounter. In a drunken rage and under the influence of ecstasy, Ocha hung her with rope from his kitchen door.
61. Clarence Hill (1982-2006, lethal injection): During an attempted bank robbery with an accomplice, Hill engaged in a shootout with the responding policemen. One of the officers, 26 year old Stephen Taylor, was killed and another was wounded.
62. Arthur Rutherford (1985-2006, lethal injection): Rutherford was hired by a widow, 63 year old Stella Salamon, to do odd jobs around her home. He then drowned Salamon in her bathtub and tried to cash in a check of $2,000 from her account. Salamon's nude body was found with a broken arm, bruising all across her face, and three head wounds.
63. Danny Rolling (~1960s-2006, lethal injection): Rolling murdered a total of 8 people between the ages of 8-55. In 1989, Rolling stabbed 55 year old William Grissom, William’s 24 year old daughter Julie, and his 8 year old grandson Sean to death in their home. Julie’s body was ritualistically mutilated and posed during the attack. A year later, he shot his estranged father, 59 year old James. Although James survived, he was left permanently blind. Rolling then burglarized several student dorms in a week long rampage. Five students, 23 year old Tracy Paules, 23 year old Manuel Taboda, 18 year old Sonja Larson, 17 year old Christa Hoyt, and 17 year old Christina Powell, were bound, raped, and stabbed to death. Only Taboada was spared from any sexual abuse. As with Julia Grissom, Rolling posed the female victims into provocative positions and mutilated their bodies. Roiling decapitated Hoyt and placed her head on a cabinet shelf for the sole purpose of shocking witnesses stumbling across the scene. He had a long history of robberies, assaults, and voyeurism, and some of his earliest convictions occurred when he was a teenager.
64. Ángel Díaz (~1960s-2006, lethal injection): In his native Puerto Rico, Díaz stabbed an unidentified man, who was a director of a local drug rehabilitation center, 19 times while the victim was asleep. Díaz was sentenced for second degree murder, but he escaped after beating a guard near death, and fled to Florida. During his stay in Florida, Díaz and his accomplices robbed a strip club at gunpoint, and shot and killed the manager, 49 year old Joseph Nagy. After Nagy’s murder, he and his accomplices relocated themselves to Connecticut. However, they were arrested for a possession of illegal firearms charge. Díaz and 3 other inmates briefly managed to escape by beating up a guard and threatening another at knifepoint, but were quickly recaptured. After a cellmate testified that Díaz confessed to Nagy’s murder, he was deported back to Florida and sentenced to death. His execution sparked controversy, as it took him 34 minutes to succumb to the lethal drugs. Díaz’s other criminal convictions include shooting and injuring an officer during an armed robbery and several drug possession charges. Authorities also suspected him of being involved with several Puerto Rican nationalist insurgent groups.
65. Mark Schwab (1987-2008, lethal injection): Schwab lured 11 year old Junny Rios-Martinez into a motel room by posing as a photographer for a surfing magazine. He bound Rios-Martinez, anally penetrated him, and smothered the boy to death with a pillow. Schwab also had a conviction for the sexual battery of a 13 year old boy, and he was released after serving 3 out of an 8 year prison sentence months before Rios-Martinez's murder.
66. Richard Henyard (1993-2008, lethal injection): Henyard and his teenage accomplice carjacked 35 year old Dorothy Lewis, and her two daughters, 7 year old Jamilya and 3 year old Jasmine. The pair raped Dorothy, and shot and killed both of her daughters. Dorothy was also shot in the head, but was able to survive. Dorothy recounted that she tried praying for her and her children's safety, and Henyard taunted her by mockingly claiming to be Satan himself.
67. Wayne Tompkins (~1980s-2008, lethal injection): While helping his girlfriend move from their home, Tompkins made sexual advances on her 15 year old daughter, Lisa DeCarr. When she rejected him, Tompkins raped and strangeld her to death with a bathrobe, and tried to report DeCarr as a runaway. Tompkins also had several sexual assault convictions and accusations prior to the murder. One incident involved him abducting and abusing a gas station clerk.
68. John Marek (~1980s-2008, lethal injection): Marek and his accomplice, Raymond Wigley, picked up 47 year old Adela Simmons. They forced Simmons to perform oral sex on them, burned her fingers and pubic hairs, and strangled her to death with a bandana. The pair then dumped her body near a beach. Marek was sentenced to death for Simmons' murder, while Wigley was given a life sentence. While in prison, Wigley himself was strangled to death by the above mentioned John Blackwelder.
69. Martin Grossman (1984-2010, lethal injection): Grossman was given probation after a spree involving the burglary of an ex girlfriend's home and stealing cars. While out shooting a stolen handgun with a friend, they were confronted by Margaret Park, a 26 year old wildlife ranger. Wanting to avoid being arrested and put back into prison for violating his parole, Grossman and his friend attacked Park with a flashlight. They wrestled her service pistol away from her and shot and killed Park with it. Due to Grossman being Jewish, his death sentence outraged several Jewish organizations across the globe, and they petitioned ceaselessly for his clemency.
70. Manuel Valle (1978-2011, lethal injection): While driving a stolen car, Valle was pulled over by Louis Pena, a 41 year old police officer, for a traffic violation. In the confrontation, Valle shot Pena and his partner. Although Pena was killed in the shooting, his partner's life was saved by a bullet proof vest.
71. Oba Chandler (~1960s-2011, lethal injection): Chandler enticed a woman, 36 year old Joan Rogers, and her two daughters, 17 year old Michelle and 14 year old Christe, with the promise of a boat ride. On board, he bound the family with rope and raped all three of them. Chandler then tied concrete blocks around Joan and her daughters' necks and tossed them into the ocean to drown. He also raped and strangled 20 year old Ivelisse Berrios–Beguerisse after abducting her from a mall, and was linked to the murder by a 2014 DNA test 3 years after his execution. Chandler was an inveterate sexual predator with a very long criminal history, and was first arrested for car theft in his early teens. Many of his other crimes include several convictions of armed robbery, burglary, rape, counterfeiting, and kidnapping. In one incident, he broke into a couple’s house, and sexually assaulted the wife in front of her husband. One surviving victim, a 24 year old Canadian tourist, helped investigators tie Chandler to the Rogers’ murders with her reports.
72. Robert Waterhouse (~1966-2012, lethal injection): In 1966, Waterhouse snuck into the home of 77 year old Ella Carter, and raped and strangled her to death. He was paroled after serving 8 years of a life sentence. A few years later, Waterhouse picked up 29 year old Deborah Kammerer from a bar and assaulted her on a nearby beach. He stabbed and violated Kammerer with a broken bottle, shoved a tampon down her throat, and drowned her in the ocean waters.
73. David Gore (1981-2012, lethal injection): Gore and his cousin abducted and murdered 4 teenage girls (17 year old Ying Hua Ling, 17 year old Lynn Eilliot, 14 year old Angelica LaVallee, 14 year old Barbara Byer) and 2 grown women (48 year old Hsiang Huang Ling and 35 year old Judith Daley). The victims were kidnapped through force, picked up while hitchhiking, or tricked into thinking that Gore was a police officer detaining them. They were then tied up, raped, and shot or strangled to death. The cousins dismembered the bodies in their attempts to destroy them and buried the scattered remains in shallow graves. Two of their victims, Ying Hua Ling and Hsiang Huang Ling, were a mother and daughter pair of Taiwanese immigrants, and the cousins murdered them together. A 7th victim, 14 year old friend of Eilliot, was also abducted and sodomized, but she managed to escape with Eilliot's help.
74. Manuel Pardo Jr. (1986-2012, lethal injection): Pardo was a corrupt cop heavily involved in the drug trade. After his department fired him for his abuse of power and suspected tampering of investigations, Pardo went on a crime spree. He shot and killed at least 9 men and women in robberies and interpersonal disputes. The victims he murdered in robberies were 39 year old Ulpiano Ledo, 37 year old Luis Robledo, 33 year old Mario Amador, and 28 year old Roberto Alons. In every robbery incident, he stole the victims’ credit cards. Pardo killed 28 year old Fara Quintero in an argument over a ring he pawned to her and 30 year old Sara Musa for refusing his demands of buying him a VCR set with a credit card stolen from one of his previous robberies. Another victim, Michael Millot, a 38 year old Haitian refugee that took up work as a gunsmith, was slain out of Pardo’s fears of him being a police informant. His last murders were 40 year old Ramon Alvero, a drug dealer that he work for, and Alvaro’s girlfriend, 38 year old Daisy Ricard. Pardo turned on the couple after Alvaro stiffed him of a meeting. He shot Alvaro dead, but Padro’s gun jammed when he tried to shoot Ricard as well. As he was beating Ricard to death with his gun, it discharged and hit Pardo’s foot. On death row, Pardo tried to fashion himself as a vigilante trying to rid Florida of all drug related crimes.
75. Larry Mann (~1970s-2012, lethal injection): Mann ambushed 10 year old Elisa Nelson while she was biking from school to a dentist appointment. He raped Nelson and beat her to death with a pipe. Authorities also initially suspected Mann in the murders of several girls in the area, such as 16 year old Janie Sanders and 13 year old Rose Levandoski, but the current thinking is that another (still unknown) predator was likely responsible. Although he had convictions against adult women, Mann was a pedophile with a history of mostly preying on young girls.
76. Elmer Carroll (~1972-2012, lethal injection): Carroll broke into the room of 10 year old Christine McGowan. He raped and strangled the girl to death, tucked the body underneath the bedsheets, and stole her stepfather's construction truck. McGowan's body discovered was by her stepfather when he came to check on her. At the time of the murder, Carroll had two separate convictions (including one against his then 5 year old niece) for child molestation and was first accused of rape at the age of 16.
77. William Van (~1971-2013, lethal injection): Poyck Van Poyck and another man, Frank Valdez, ambushed a prison van that their incarcerated friend was being transported in with the intent of freeing him. The pair shot and killed a guard, 40 year old Fred Griffis and wounded another. Despite overtaking the van, they were forced to retreat without their friend with the arrival of police reinforcements. Both were captured after a brief shootout with the police and were given death sentences for Griffis’ murder. The case sparked controversy when Valdez was beaten to death by other prison guards in his cell. The officers involved were all fired but acquitted for murder in their trials. Van Poyck had several convictions of armed robbery on his record.
78. John Ferguson (~1960s-2013, lethal injection): Ferguson was the mastermind of the Carol City massacre that his above mentioned accomplices, Marvin Francois and Beauford White, participated in. He also committed a series of murders on his own. Two of his other victims, 17 year old Brian Glenfeldt and 17 year old Belinda Worley, were a couple that were ambushed in the parking lot of an ice cream shop. Ferguson raped Worley, shot her and Glenfeldt dead, and ran off with her jewelry and Glenfeldt’s wallet. Another couple, 82 year old Katherine and 75 year old Raymond Perry, were assaulted by Ferguson in their motel room, robbed, and shot dead execution style. Authorities also believe that Ferguson was responsible for the murders of James Ward, a 40 year old runaway from a mental institution, and Joseph Walters (age unknown), but was never convicted of them in court. Ferguson had a troubled upbringing, was stealing cars at the age of 13, and convicted for the attempted murder of an officer. Due to allegations of him being a schizophrenic, his execution was delayed numerous times, which is why he was put to death decades after his accomplices.
79. Marshall Gore (1988-2013, lethal injection): Gore abducted and murdered two women, 30 year old Robyn Novick and 19 year old Susan Roark. Both women were last seen in his company, and they were raped, beaten, and stabbed to death. He also carjacked 32 year old Tina Coralis while she was driving with her 2 year old son Jimmy. Gore raped Tina, beat her with a rock, slit her throat, dumped her on the side of the road, and drove off with her car while Jimmy was still in it. Tina survived the attack and notified the police about her kidnapped son and stolen car. The police were able to rescue Jimmy unharmed and capture Gore without incident.
80. William Happ (~1980s-2013, lethal injection): Happ dragged 21 year old Angela Crowley out of her own car window in a convenience store parking lot. He anally raped and strangled Crowley to death with her pants. A corner's report mentioned that Crowley received over 20 blows to her head during the assault. Happ had several convictions of armed robbery, one of which pertained to an abduction incident.
81. Darius Kimbrough (1991-2013, lethal injection): Kimbrough climbed into the apartment window of 28 year old Denise Collin with the help of a ladder. He raped and repeatedly slammed her head against the wall. She was found bloodied and nude by the paramedics called to the scene. Collin died of her injuries in the hospital a day after the attack. Her murder went unsolved until samples of Kimbrough’s DNA were collected from another one of his rapes. With the presence of additional pubic hairs found in Collin’s room, at least two other men were also certainly involved, but they remain at large to this day.
82. Thomas Knight (~1960s-2013, lethal injection): Knight began his string of murders by abducting his former employer, 64 year old Sydney Gans, and Sydney's wife, 60 year old Lillian. After her forced them to withdraw $50,000 from their bank accounts, Knight shot the Gans' dead. He was apprehended and, but he managed to escape from jail while awaiting trial. While on the run, Knight gunned down a clerk, 54 year old William Culpepper, while holding up a liquor store, and $640 from the cash register. A month later, Knight was recaptured following an armed standoff with police, and sentenced to death for the Gan killings. On death row, he stabbed a correctional officer, 48 year old Richard Burke, to death with a sharpened spoon over the prison allegedly barring him from seeing his mother. Knight had numerous theft and burglary convictions that date back to when he was 9 years old.
83. Juan Chavez (1995-2014, lethal injection): Chavez accosted 9 year old Jimmy Ryce when the boy was dropped off at a stop by a school bus, and abducted him at gunpoint. He took Ryce to a trailer on his employers' property and raped him. When Ryce tried to signal a passing helicopter for help, Chavez shot him in the back of the head, and muffled his cries as he died. The body was then decapitated and dismembered, and Chavez buried the remains near his trailer.
84. Paul Howell (~1990s-2014, lethal injection): Howell was part of a drug smuggling gang. One of the members had a falling out with the ring and made an agreement with law enforcement to testify against them. Howell constructed a microwave bomb to assassinate the witness in her home, and he assigned an associate to carry out the hit. As he was transporting the bomb to its intended destination, the associate was pulled over and detained by deputies. While being processed, the bomb detonated prematurely, and killed a deputy, 35 year old James Fulford, Jr.
85. Robert Henry (1987-2014, lethal injection): As part of his plan to assault the gas station that he worked at, Henry tricked his co workers, 53 year old Phyllis Harris and 35 year old Janet Thermidor, into thinking that a robber was holding him hostage. He duped the women into allowing themselves to be tied up and gagged, as Henry claimed to them that the fictitious "robber" was forcing him to do it. Both women were beaten with hammers as Henry ransacked the station’s store. After he stole a total of $1,269 from the register, he poured gasoline all over the building, and set it on fire. Thermidor and Harris were burned alive in the blaze and died of their injures, but Thermidor survived long enough to identify Henry as the assailant.
86. Robert Hendrix (1990-2014, lethal injection): To prevent his cousin, 25 year old Elmer Scott Jr., from testifying against him in a then upcoming burglary trail, Hendrix broke into the home that he shared with his wife, 18 year old Susan, with an accomplice. He shot Susan and Elmer, beat them with the butt of his rifle, and slashed their throats. In the case that he was about to be tried for, Elmer and Hendrix burglarized a home together, and Elmer agreed to testify against him in exchange for a reduced sentence.
87. John Henry (~1975-2014, lethal injection): In 1975, Henry got into an argument with his first wife, 28 year old Patricia Roddy, while they were driving with her daughters. Henry pulled over and stabbed Patricia to death in front of her children. After he plead guilty, Henry was given a 15 year sentence for second degree murder, and was released in 1983 after serving 8. Shortly after his release, he married 28 year old Suzanne Overstreet. As what happened with his first wife, he fatally stabbed Suzanne during an argument in 1985. He then took his stepson, 4 year old Eugene Christian, to a chicken farm and stabbed him to death as well. Henry also had several convictions for the possession of drugs and illegal firearms.
88. Eddie Davis (~1980s-2014, lethal injection): Davis kidnapped his ex girlfriend's daughter, 11 year Kimberly Waters, from her home and gagged her with a rag. He took the girl to a trailer that he used to live in, and raped and strangled her to death. His criminal activity before the murder included several arrests for burglary and autotheft.
89. Chadwick Banks (1992-2014, lethal injection): Banks shot his wife, 30 year old Cassandra, in the head while she was sleeping on their couch. He then crept into the room of his stepdaughter, 10 year old Melody Cooper, and sexually assaulted her. Melody was also shot dead during the abuse.
90. Johnny Kormondy (~1989-2014, lethal injection): Kormondy and his two accomplices invaded a house that Gary McAdams, a 38 year old banker, shared with his wife, 38 year old Cecilia. The couple were ambushed after they returned home from a high school reunion. Gary was shot and killed by Kormondy, while Cecilia was forced to orally copulate the other intruders. Several items were stolen in the robbery, but my sources didn’t disclose any specifics. Kormondy had several previous convictions of robberies and auto thefts, and the earliest occurred when he was 14.
91. Jerry Correll (1985-2015, lethal injection): Correll shot and killed his ex wife, 25 year old Susan, their daughter, 5 year old Tuesday, Susan's sister, 29 year old Marybeth Jones, and their mother, 58 year old Mary Lou Hines. All four victims were murdered in a home they shared together.
92. Oscar Bolin (~1977-2015, lethal injection): Bolin was sentenced to death for the abductions and murders of 26 year old Teri Matthews, 25 year old Natalie Holley, and 17 year old Stephanie Collins. All 3 victims were kidnapped while they were getting off from work, raped, and killed in beating and stabbing attacks. He raped and strangled a fourth victim, 30 year old Deborah Stowe, to death in Texas, but wasn't charged due to already facing the death penalty in Florida. Bolin also took part in the non fatal abduction and gang rape of a waitress in Ohio, was charged for kidnapping his girlfriend (which were later dropped by the courts), and had several theft convictions that started when he was 15.
93. Mark Asay (1987-2017, lethal injection): Asay shot and killed a black man, 34 year old Robert Booker, during a racially charged fight that he picked at a bar. After Booker's murder, Asay, his brother, and their friend went cruising for prostitutes. They encountered a cross dressing sex worker, 26 year old Robert McDowell, they were acquainted with and picked him up. McDowell was also shot dead by Asay when they got into an argument over payment for an oral sex act.
94. Michael Lambrix (1983-2017, lethal injection): While intoxicated, Lambrix beat one of his friends, 35 year old Clarence Moore, to death with a tire iron, and fatally strangled another friend, 19 year old Aleisha Bryant, with a t-shirt in their trailer. He was previously arrested for welfare fraud and was detained for an unspecified "unrelated charge" during the murder investigation.
95. Patrick Hannon (1991-2017, lethal injection): 27 year old Brandon Snider vandalized the bedroom of his ex girlfriend while she was away on vacation. The ex girlfriend's brother was friends with Hannon, and he convinced him to launch a revenge attack on Snider with the help of another friend. They broke into Snider's apartment, stabbed him, and slit his throat. Snider's roommate, 28 year old Robert Carter, witnessed the murder, and tried hiding underneath his bed. Hannon dragged Carter out and shot him to death.
96. Eric Branch (1991-2018, lethal injection): In 1993, Branch abducted and carjacked 21 year old Susan Morris. He raped, beat, and strangled her to death, and then buried Morris' body in a shallow grave near a nature trail. Branch used Morris' car to flee back to his native Indiana, but was captured for a traffic violation. A registered sex offender, Branch had previous convictions for sexually abusing a 14 year old girl, and raped an unidentified woman 10 days before Morris' murder.
97. José Jiménez (~1990-2018, lethal injection): Jiménez fatally strangled Marie Debas, a 32 year old French woman who was allegedly in a relationship with a Medellin cartel drug runner, during a burglary of her apartment. Two years later, he burglarized the home of 63 year old Phyllis Minas, and stabbed her to death.
98. Bobby Long (~1990-2018, lethal injection): As the “Classified Ad Rapist”, Long raped over 50 women. He was given that epithet due to contacting and luring his victims through classified ads. After one of his victims sought charges that initially convicted him (though were later dropped on appeals), Long’s pattern of sexual violence escalated to murder. Long murdered at least 10 women and teenage girls between the ages of 18-28 and non fatally assaulted a 33 year old woman, Linda Nuttall, and a 17 year old girl, Lisa McVey. The victims were picked up through hitchhiking, forcibly grabbed while walking alone on streets, or were prostitutes lured with promises of payment for sexual favors. Long’s sparing of his last victim, McVey, provided to be his downfall, as it was her meticulously detailed reports that led law enforcement to him.
99. Gary Bowles (~1970s-2019, lethal injection): Bowles lured 6 men, 72 year old Milton Bradley, 59 year old John Roberts, 47 year old Walter Hinton, 47 year old Alverson, 39 year old David Jarman, and 38 year old Albert Morris by prostituting himself to them. Once a victim was enticed, Bowles strangled them, and stole their credit cards. He also had several convictions for armed robbery, hospitalized his stepfather in his early teens, and served a 6 year prison sentence for sexually assaulting his girlfriend.
100. Donald Dillbeck (~1979-2023, lethal injection): In 1979, Dillbeck stole a car, and was pulled over by a deputy, 31 year old Dwight Hall. After a prolonged chase and scuffle, Dillbeck shot and killed Hall with his own gun. He was then given a life sentence for Hall's murder. Dillbeck escaped from prison in 1990, and stabbed 44 year old Robbie Vann to death while trying to seize her car. The pursuing officers recaptured him shortly after the killing, and he was sentenced to death for Vann's murder.
101. Louis Gaskin (~1986-2023, lethal injection): Gaskin started his burglary spree by breaking into the home of couple, 56 year old Robert and 55 year old Georgette Sturmfels. He shot them both dead, and stole their lamp, VCR set, and some jewelry and money. His second target was a house owned by 38 year old Joseph Rector and his wife Mary (age unknown). Although Gaskin shot Joseph, the couple both managed to escape him with their lives. Due to him wearing a ninja costume as a disguise during the robberies, he was dubbed as the "Ninja Killer" by media outlets. Gaskin also had a few robbery convictions at the time of the murders.
102. Darryl Barwick (1983-2023, lethal injection): Barwick stalked 24 year old Rebecca Wendt as she was sunbathing in a pool, followed her to her apartment, and forced himself inside to rob it. He stabbed Wendt 37 times and raped her. At the age of 16, Barwick had committed a similar act of rape and burglary against an unidentified woman, and was released from prison 3 months before Wendt's murder.
103. Duane Owen (1984-2023, lethal injection): Owen raped 14 year old Karen Slattery while burglarizing a home she was babysitting at, and stabbed her to death. A few months later, Owen burglarized another home owned by 38 year old Georgianna Worden. She was sexually assaulted and fatally beaten with a hammer. He was captured while breaking into another house on the same day, and confessed to Worden and Slattery's murders
104. James Barnes (~1988-2023, lethal injection): In 1988, Barnes invaded the home of 41 year old Patricia Miller, and tied her up with her own shoelaces. She was sexually assaulted, beaten to death with a hammer, and Barnes set her bed on fire to destroy any evidence of the crime. 9 years later, Barnes strangled his estranged wife, 44 year old Linda, to death in her home, and stuffed the body into a closet. He stayed in the house until he was arrested by police officers. Barnes also admitted to the shooting deaths of Chester Wetmore, a 14 year old runaway, and Brenda Fletcher, a 50 year old prostitute, but was never charged for their killings. According to Barnes, he killed both victims for stealing from him.
105. Michael Zack III (1996-2023, lethal injection): Zack befriended two women, 40 year old Laura Rosillo and 31 year old Ravonne Smith, while hanging out at bars. He lured Rosillo to the beach with the promise of drugs, and assaulted her with a tire iron. Rosillo was raped, strangled to death, and he buried her body in a sand dune. A day later, he tricked Smith into letting him inside her house. She was smashed in the head with a glass bottle, raped, and stabbed to death. Zack then fled with her car, television set, VCR, and her purse. On a different note, when he was a child, Zack’s older sister dismembered their mother with an ax over an argument regarding the sister’s boyfriend. He used that story to gain the sympathy of his victims. His sister (who was simply institutionalized rather then incarcerated for the murder) also testified about their stepfather’s alleged abuse of them at his trial, though the prosecutors debunked most of her stories.
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2024.05.17 13:02 fredtheuser Day Thirty Two

Prayer or Pride?
Did you pray today, this morning?
A life without prayer is a life of pride.
A life without prayer is a life that relies on our flesh.
In my flesh dwells NO good thing.
I’m not much of a prayer warrior. Oh, I can talk a good game, but if you lived with me for a while, aside from wondering how a guy can eat that much cake and go through that many pairs of socks in a day (and leave them scattered like some weird bread trail for Mrs Fred to follow) you’d soon find that I’m a guy who does things on his own steam. I’m a self made kind of guy. Proud independent American. Protestant work ethic and all that.
The best thing about that attitude is that it doesn’t work. It’s a life of disappointment and procrastination and frustration. I’m a slow learner when it comes to things spiritual.
As such, I often have a God of last resort. And God, in His wisdom, lets me flail around and fail until I give up. God knows that if He intervened any sooner, I would take all the credit. Sure, I’ll mention God in my acceptance speech (I’d like to thank my mom and dad, my no good brother, and especially God! Thank you and good night!).
One of the reasons you’re here is that you’ve reached the end of your rope as concerns porn and masturbation. Maybe your penis is sore from the 8 times you abused yourself yesterday. Maybe your mom caught you. Or your no good kid brother saw your history, perhaps your wife wants to know what those charges are on the credit card. Or you can’t believe you crossed THAT line, the one you said you would never cross.
You’ve done pretty much every thing you could think of to quit on your own power. And here you are, with the rest of us misfits, losers, hypocrites, sinners, and failures. Guess what, you’re right where God wants you.
Step one of AA is realizing you’re powerless over porn and masturbation, over your fleshly sex sin, and that your life has become unmanageable. If you’re not there yet, rest assured, you’ll get there, we all do. You can see it from here.
Step two is “came to believe that a power greater than ourselves could restore us to sanity.” AA has to be vague so that they don’t chase off the atheists but we know better.
Do you believe that God can restore you to sanity?
If not, if you’re still doing this on your own, then you’re not there yet. It’s ok. We will wait. Pride has to run its full course.
However, if you’re sick and tired of being sick and tired, if you’re ready to give it up, then come along for the ride. Your Prodigal days are over. Give up. Come home.
A best of Fred from four years ago
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2024.05.17 00:36 WhippetRun It took me forever to find "Uncle Benny Hill" signature

It took me forever to find
https://preview.redd.it/wxe9e1t38v0d1.jpg?width=735&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=512cb0461db6e91d90c93dc0867c871a9b6e7a69
It took a long time to find a Benny Hill Signature without a name on it. (like: "To my pal Fred, Benny Hill") So when I finally found this my wife was like : "where are we putting this? Me: :THAT'S UNCLE BENNY, AND HE GOES WITH OUR FAMILY PICTURES!" So she saw I was insane, and he is in his little frame with our family pictures now 😂
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2024.05.16 19:07 cfalnevermore My Messed Up Town: The Weird Nocturnal Hippy Chick

Here we are again in the shit stew that is the Fallowveil trailer park. We’ve got soul eating strippers, jobs that kill us, and plenty of weirdos, both the trailer trash and the potentially paranormal variety. It’s the place where even your own computer sometimes threatens to kill you. I can’t tell if I should be worried, or annoyed that all my neighbors have such irresponsible web habits. I know it’s not me that brings in all these machine wiping viruses.
So even though I got a system error that literally said “you’re useless and you should die” I’m less interested in that. Stupid thing. Like I don’t already know I’m useless. That’s not what I’m depressed about.
Well… I suppose it's tangentially related.
I hope anyone reading will forgive me. I’m feeling the sting of rejection right now. It was really stupid of me to ask. Especially now. Nobody here really likes me. They’ve only been nice to me as a courtesy because I was almost involved in a god damn shootout. And my idiot self decided that was the perfect time to push one of my few friends all the way away. Never ask your friends out on dates. It ruins everything.
So there’s this woman. I’ve talked about her in the past. Trista Ramone. She lives in the far back corner of the trailer park. You can instantly tell which unit is hers because she’s covered every square inch of the property with gardens and a rabbit hutch. The place usually has beads and colorful flags hanging on its walls as well. She’s kind of a right winger’s nightmare. I know some of those flags represent various lgbtq plus communities.
She and I have been friendly in the past. We’re both night shift workers. We crossed paths quite a bit going to and from work so we struck up a friendship over the years.
Let’s just ripped the band aid off. Recently I’ve started thinking I had… stronger feelings for Trista. I got stupid and decided to tell her about them. She wasn’t interested. I get why. We have very different lifestyles. I like meat, and she thinks the meat industry is murder. I’m not willing to give up meat, and she’s not willing to give up her beliefs. It's as simple as that. Now things are incredibly awkward with one of my closer friends and I’m still spiraling into self loathing, where I belong.
She swore up and down that she absolutely still wants to be friends with me, but I’m not sure I believe her. The look she gave me when I told her I’d like to ask her out. It looked like sadness, but a small part of me is convinced it was pity, or worse, disgust and loathing, and that small part of me never shuts the fuck up. But anyway, she gave me permission to write about her.
She is one of the creepy fixtures of our little neighborhood after all. She told me to make her seem as insane and scary as I possibly could and that she should get to kill me at the end. She also handed me a few of her high school yearbooks, advised me to chat with another neighbor of ours who she went to school with, and to only use creepy rumors for the rest.
Part of me is really willing to describe her as awful, but that’s just my anger. I don’t like that part of me. Trista’s not a bad person at all. She’s just weird and she doesn’t want to date me. God damn it, Petunia’s right. I need therapy.
So, I’ve told the story of the sexy, scary lady living in a polycule here in the trailer park. I think she’s got a bigger heart than she lets on. I’ve talked about the stories surrounding the Schroeder Slaughterhouse. Now let’s talk about the hippy everyone thinks is a vampire.
She’s a taller woman, maybe five-seven or eight, and she’s skinny. Her typical wardrobe is… interesting. Try to imagine your typical new-age hippy/stoner girl, wearing colorful sarongs, crop-tops, beanies, baggy sweaters, T-shirts with colorful sayings on them, sandals, boots woven from some sort of exotic plant, beaded necklaces, bracelets, a few too many piercings and some intricate tattoos. Can you picture that kind of person? Well, take that and dip them in “goth” dye. Everything is black, and contrasts to her pale white complexion, her eyes are this unusual violet color, and then make the woman wearing all that seem kind of depressed about something. That’s the look Trista has going on. Like if Wednesday Addams was forced to dress up for Hippy Day.
I’ve heard people call her an emo vampire, but as a former emo myself, she doesn’t fill out all the criteria. She doesn’t typically wear any super tight pants or cake on the eyeshadow. I guess she’s just Trista. It might sound weird (and it is) but the whole thing suits her. Her style, tattoos, and complexion all create this image of skinny vampiric waif with a mysterious past and a freaky sarcastic attitude and I found the whole thing… kinda hot.
Trista keeps to herself. She’s made the most out of her little corner of the trailer park. Like I said, she decked out her unit with garden squares, and a Rabbit pen. No idea why she’s allowed to do that. A lot of these places don’t allow pets. I heard she was also trying to put in a beehive too, but her neighbors are fighting her on that one. Our park is a bit too condensed for bees. She has a permit to grow hemp, but of course it’s not for recreational use. She treats it and uses it to weave things like handbags, clothes, and other stuff. There’s a consignment store in town that sells all kinds of things Trista has crafted herself. So she’s handy and self sufficient too. She paints, she carves wood, she weaves, she crochets, she sews, and who knows what else. She’s so good at her little crafts that apparently she’s able to support herself just selling them and working part time at the Moonlight Inn outside of town.
She’s also relatively friendly. I almost feel bad calling her weird, but here’s the thing, I’ve seen some REALLY weird shit. People jokingly call her a vampire, and she seems to embrace that, but part of me seriously wonders. The big clue is, like I mentioned, she’s completely nocturnal. She’s always asleep during the day, and every blind and curtain is drawn tight. The one time she came out during the day, she had on this full body suit with a helmet with UV glass and everything. Even then, she only showed up to give Petunia a hug, before leaving again.
That was the first time I saw Trista, come to think of it. I was kind of intrigued. It was kind of hard not to be when someone shows up to a community cookout in a freaking astronaut suit. I approached Petunia after she left.
“Who the heck was that?” I wondered.
“MASON! I’m so glad you could make it! You’ve been here about three months now! How’d that job interview go?”
“Oh. It went well. I might be doing janitorial work soon.”
“Night shift?”
“Maybe. I’m not sure.”
“If it’s the night shift, you’ll definitely meet the person who just left. That’s Trista. She’s the girl with the rabbits in the far corner. Poor girl. She’s got a really bad skin condition. Can’t let sunlight touch her.”
“Oh. Is she like… albino or something?”
“No, she’s got pigment. I don’t remember what the condition is called. I guess it started in high school or something. You’d have to ask her. And hey! If you work the night shift, you’ll probably get to chat with her!”
Petunia wasn’t wrong. I started working as a nighttime janitor for a number of local businesses. That was when I first started noticing the pale goth hippy. She rides around on a moped, with her dark hair and her sarong barely billowing behind her. I couldn’t see her face through the helmet, but she waved to me as she passed by.
The next time I saw her, she was jogging, but here’s where it gets weird. When I first stepped outside, all I saw was a blur. It actually startled me as I whipped toward it, but then there was this skinny tattooed pixie, somehow still looking like a stonehippy/vampire in jogging gear. I swear she was moving inhumanly fast when I first noticed her. That was when we introduced ourselves. She actually jogged over to say hello.
“Hey! You’re the new guy right?”
“Oh, uh, yeah. My name’s Mason!” I reached out to shake the pretty girl’s hand, like an awkward loser. She smirked and shook my hand. Her grip was weirdly strong, and a bit cold.
“I’m Trista. I’m the weirdo in the back with the rabbits.”
“Trista… oh, are you the one who has a thing with sunlight? I think Petunia mentioned you.”
“Yup! That’s me. Xerodoma pigmentosum. Sunlight hurts. I hate that it hurts.” She lamented.
“That’s gotta be rough,” I said sympathetically.
“You get used to it. You work at night?”
“Yeah. Works better for me.”
“I get that.”
And so on and so on. She’s pretty cool, with a bit of hilarious snark in there. And she secretly procured recreational weed she was willing to share. I kept working the night shift just hoping for another chance to talk to her and possibly buy a joint. Eventually she invited me over to share a joint. The inside of her place was actually pretty sparse and spartan compared to the outside. Though she was a fan of hanging beads. Most of the main room was taken up by her various crafting projects and supplies. Hemp weaves, some paintings, and even a wood carving of what I think was a rabbit, but it wasn’t anywhere near complete.
I followed her to her kitchen where she reached into the very back of her pantry and pulled out a shoebox. Inside was her stash, but there was something else which I found very strange. It was a pack of syringes and a thing I assume is to sterilize syringes. I know what you’re thinking, and that was my first thought too. It’s a poor neighborhood, the woman already smokes weed illegally, it’s not that big a shock that maybe she was involved in other drugs too. I decided not to ask at the time. We shared our joint, and we laughed, a lot. She made fun of me for being a lightweight, while I got completely hypnotized staring at the patterns of a shawl she had woven.
Months went by and we got closer, but I couldn’t forget those syringes. After a while I got worried. I’ve seen what heroine does to people. So the next time I went over to smoke and eat (vegan) pizza with her, I asked.
“Trista? Are you using anything other than weed?”
“Drugs?”
“Yeah.”
“No. Why?”
“You can tell me if you are.”
“Mason, sweetheart, I’m a stoner. I don’t fuck around with anything else and I never have.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
“Okay. Can I ask what that set of syringes are for?”
“Oh. In my stash box? Those are… part of my condition. I don’t want to talk about it.”
“Oh. Is it like… embarrassing?”
“Yeah. So don’t ask. Can we just watch a movie?”
So I don't ask anymore. But I still have no idea what she does with those syringes. Based on what I read about that Xerodoma Pigmentosum thing she says she has, I have no clue what she would need to inject herself with.
Another time she asked me to check on her rabbits for her during the day, as her usual “sitter” had something come up. All I had to do was chop up the lettuce and carrots she left out. As I was enjoying the adorable fluffy faces, one of Trista’s neighbors, a woman named Bridget, poked her head outside her door.
“Hey. Do you know what Trista injects those rabbits with?”
“I… what?”
“I’ve seen her use syringes on those rabbits. She said she was just giving them medicine, but I swear I see her inject them every week.”
“I… I wouldn't know. She just asked me to feed them.”
“I love Trista, but that always seemed so weird. She has to know vaccines are a hoax!” I tuned the woman out after that one. My mind was on that set of syringes. Why would she be using them on rabbits? These things were her pets.
I was starting to crush on her by then. But I couldn’t help feeling weirded out by that. I was actually going to confront her, but the next time I came to visit, she was literally inside the Rabbit hutch, on her back, squealing with delight as her rabbit friends nuzzled and played with her.
“Bonnibelle! That tickles! Marcy! No chewing. Finn? Watch where you’re sticking that foot! Jake? Where are you? EEEEE Lumpy! Not the neck!”
It was as silly and adorable as it sounds. She was forced to whip herself upright when two of her little friends tried to burrow under her dress. She finally stood up with a laugh, cradling a rabbit in her arms and cooing at it.
There was just no way in hell this woman was doing anything that would hurt these animals. Bridget is a paranoid antivax weirdo anyway. If Trista was using syringes on the rabbits, I was convinced it was only for their benefit.
So life went on. I got more and more reclusive over the years. Petunia, Trista, and my next door neighbor Fred were the only things keeping me remotely connected to the outside. And so we get to now. So let’s see. What are the stories about the weird vampire woman?
Well, there’s the fact that she jogs at night, solo, in a poor neighborhood. Petunia keeps the shitty people contained and behaving for the most part, but I still wouldn’t exactly call it safe, especially for a young skinny woman. But she does it without a care in the world.
There’s one strange event that some people like to connect to this. I never knew this guy, but from what I hear he was a total weirdo who leered at anyone even remotely female. And this is despite the fact he was married. His name was Josh.
I remember him a bit. He’s the guy that Petunia chased away from one of her barbecues. Supposedly he was heard saying inappropriate things to the groups of ten year old girls that were playing in the bounce house Petunia rented. Telling them how pretty they were. Trying to coax them to take off their jackets. Police reports were filed but ultimately nothing could be proven. The guy's wife, Carole, always defends him for some reason.
But anyway, I remember hanging out with Trista one night a little over a year ago. She hadn’t gone jogging like she normally did. I asked her what was up with that.
“That weirdo, Josh has started catcalling when I pass his place. It weirds me out.”
“There aren’t other people who do that at night? I’m still shocked you jog alone.”
“Not like this. I can flip off a wolf whistler. But this guy… he keeps trying to get me to stop and talk to him, and when I don’t? He shouts about my ass. I’m gonna have to talk to Petunia about that shithead, if anybody can reign him in, it’s her.”
I’m gonna guess she never got a chance. Two days later, the whole town was awoken by sirens. I was getting ready for my shift when I heard them. I walked down the road a bit to see if I could figure out what was going on. The cops were heading toward the other side of the park, so I couldn’t see much. But I did notice Trista, in her jogging gear, skulking in the shadows. I wondered if she was in trouble. But before I could call out to her, she sprinted straight to Petunia's house and banged on the door. Petunia welcomed her inside, and that was all I saw. I still wasn’t sure what was going on, so I just shrugged and headed to work, figuring I’d text Trista later.
I didn’t learn till later that Josh was found dead. He was lying prone, face down, partly hidden by bushes at the edge of the park. His neck was cut open. He’d bled out rapidly. He had a knife in his hand, and officially it’s believed he fell on it and accidentally killed himself. There was a cocktail of drugs in his system so most people accept that explanation. But others swear they saw Trista out for her jog around the same time Josh would have been bleeding to death. She got questioned, and she swore she didn’t see anything. Without evidence, there was nothing else that could be proven.
Trista’s a friend. I know that guy was being creepy to her. So I’m happy to take her word for what happened, even if my seeing her going to Petunia’s pokes a bit of a hole in that. I can’t be sure it was Trista though. So I’m not saying a word. But if a certain creep attacked a certain lady who is rumored to be a vampire, it’s not that surprising to me that he ended up dead after bleeding to death. I’m not all that broken up about it.
I’m not the one spreading that story. Josh’s wife was the one who started the rumor. So now some people are even more convinced that the weird nocturnal hippy chick is secretly a vampire.
She’s no killer. No matter what they say. She would only have defended herself.
So that’s all the stories I’ve heard that have any credibility to them. There’s more people who swear she and Petunia perform weird rituals, and people who saw her moving “inhumanly fast” and such.
But now I have to share what I found in the yearbooks Trista gave me. I wasn’t really expecting much. I checked her senior yearbook out first. She looks about the same. Pale, goth, hippy, and sort of sad. She kind of looks even sadder in these photos if I’m being honest, but that’s high school for you. She graduated in the top half of her class, no sports or extracurriculars. I’m left wondering how she managed to go to school at the time of sun was so bad for her. I’ll have to ask her about that. So nothing really new there.
It was the yearbook from her junior year where things got really interesting. I was in shock when I found her. Trista is somehow impossible to miss, but unrecognizable all at once. She’s full of color! She wore more typical tie dye hippy attire. Bright vibrant pinks, reds, blues, greens, and yellows, in every photo, and holy shit was she busy. Captain of the soccer team, first chair flutist, president of the “green living” club and the “vegan alliance,” top ten in her class, it was all incredible. I think the main reason I didn’t recognize her was her skin. It was tan, as though she were out in the sun a lot. Furthermore there were photos of her playing sports and standing outside in bright sunlight.
It was like her disease wasn’t there, which confused me. She told me it was something called Xeroderma Pigmentosa. But that’s a genetic condition. She would have had that from birth.
I sent her a text, wondering about this.
- Hey! Just went through your yearbooks. What happened? You had color? Did you discover Linkin Park?
- My disease happened. Right at the end of Jr. year. That’s why I wasn’t there for the final class photo.
- But your disease is genetic… isn’t it?
- I guess it was dormant in me.
- So it just… happened?
- Pretty much.
- I’m sorry.
- I got over it. Mostly. It was hard. My parents were both hardcore vegan naturalists and we lived in a place that was all natural light and such, so I had to live in a shed for a bit while they built a space for me. But in my family? We kinda lean into whatever life throws at us. It took months of depression to come to terms with it. All of a sudden I couldn’t be out in the sun, and I had new dietary needs that absolutely required non-vegan sources. So I leaned into it. I was a vampire now. I can dig dark colors and “vampire style.” I could make it my own by avoiding leather. And I’d be as vegan as I possibly could.
- You’re kind of awesome.
- Damn straight. So I learned to love the night too and now, here I am.
I gained new respect for her after that. Frankly I feel kinda shitty about making fun of her for being a vampire. There might not be anything paranormally weird about her after all.
She sent me one more text telling me I should talk to a guy named Frankie. She’d gone to school with him. He’s a decent enough guy. Works in the Bicounty mall in town.
I had to wait a day or two for another of Petunia’s get togethers to talk to him.
“Hey!” I said awkwardly as I tried to figure out how to strike up conversation with someone I haven’t really spoken to in a long time. “Frankie, right?”
“Oh. Yeah. Been a while. How are you Mason? You okay after that whole thing at Red Nights?”
“I’m trying to be. Look, I’ll cut to the chase. You went to school with Trista Ramone, right?”
“Ol’ Boho Ramone? Yeah. We were sort of friendly. But I was a jerk to vegans back then. Why do you ask?”
“I’ve been hanging out with her. She’s being all mysterious.” He chuckled at that. “She said I should talk to you to learn more about her… weirdness? Everyone thinks she’s a vampire now.”
“She’s totally a vampire. I have no idea what else to call her?”
“Why do you say that?”
“What did she tell you about school?”
“Nothing. She just showed me two yearbooks. Between Junior and Senior year she went from colorful club president, to lonely vampire, because of her disease.”
“Nah man. I don’t want to talk bad about her. But she was kind of a bitch, junior year. She wasn’t just a colorful vegan. She was one of those “holier than thou” types who scoffed and talked down to anyone who dared to eat meat. Her “hippy” thing meant she never hung out with the popular girls but still, she acted like she owned the place at times. I was friends with this weird guy named Steven Jones. He was just kind of a weirdo. Skulking around in the background, you know? He HATED Trista. For a while I totally understood. I thought she was kinda stuck up. But this guy was like… irrationally enraged by that girl’s existence. I guess he tried to ask her out when he was a freshman and she politely declined. But he took that shit personally.”
“Huh. So like… why’s that matter?”
“Because Steven kept saying to anyone who gave him a second look, that he was gonna ‘ruin’ her. Never elaborated. But then the last month of school rolls around, Trista gets assaulted by an unknown assailant and a week later she’s got this new disease. Meanwhile, Steven spent a week strutting around the school looking smug, and saying ‘she got what she deserved.’ Then he disappears too. Teachers said he moved away.”
“She was assaulted?”
“Yeah. Someone in a face wrap tackled her while she was at one of her protests at the meat factory. The dude freaking BIT her.”
“Jesus.”
“Yeah. I was there. I came to the protest. I’ll admit I was trying to hit on Trista or one of the other girls there. But yeah. Dude dressed in all gray with a face wrap just charged in and went right for Trista. Knocked her down, bit her like a freaking zombie, then ran away before anyone could stop him. Didn’t even take his face wrap off. It was freaky, man.”
“What the actual fuck.”
“That’s what we all said. Trista needed a stitch. But while she was at the hospital, I guess she started getting more symptoms. She was out for the rest of the year. From then on, she was like she is now. Total vampire.”
“Was Steven a vampire?”
“I dunno. Probably. Little dickhead is what he is. Must have been him that attacked Trista, but nobody could prove it. Bite mark didn’t match or something. So why are you asking? You hang out with her at night right? You asking her out or something?”
“Oh. No. Just a friend.”
That was all I really learned from Frankie. It’s quite a story, and it’s full of unknowns that Trista refuses to explain. So I guess I’ll let readers be the judge. Is she a “real” vampire? Or just a weirdo? All I know is, she’s totally standing behind me right now and now I’m dead. Bleh.
I did come back to life to talk to Trista once I finished writing this. She enjoyed it. I may as well include that interaction.
I went to her place on my night off. She read my take on her and what the neighbors thought and she grinned. “Ha! I’m a total monster!” She chuckled. “So. What do YOU think, Mason? Am I a vampire?” She cocked an eye and playfully gnashes her teeth at me, making a pleasant little click.
I sighed. “No idea. You’re Trista. And… you’re my friend. I’m sorry if I made things awkward.”
She looked surprised by that. “Aw. Thanks Mason. You’re my friend too. It’s okay. I’m flattered.”
“You don’t have to explain.”
“So we’re cool?”
“Absolutely not. We’re both weird shut ins.” She laughed. It was good to hear her laugh. It made me happy.
“Yeah but I got the ‘mysterious vampire’ thing going.”
“You have dirt in your hair from rolling around with bunnies. And you’re a vegan.”
“Bite me.”
“Says the vampire.”
“You know, if I were a vampire, I could have bitten you when we both went to the slaughterhouses a few weeks ago.”
“That just makes me stupid.”
“You’re not stupid, Mason. You’re not a loser either.”
“So. You know of any other good spooky town stories that I can do next?
“Oh, sure. You ever heard the tale of Salome? She was a witch who would mash up the seeds of a Sinapis Alba plant to make a diabolical potion she’d dump on herself. They called her the ‘Witch of the Sands.’”
I’m embarrassed to admit it took me four days to realize Trista was just fucking with me. I only figured it out when I looked up Sinapis Alba and learned that mashing the seeds just makes mustard. “Salomi the sand-witch.” Well played, vampire hippy…
Sexy Neighbor
Haunted Slaughterhouse
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2024.05.16 11:45 fredtheuser Day Thirty One

Let’s go on a field trip!
Where’s Fred taking us now?
Shush, get on the bus.
Rehab Land?
C’mon, let’s go inside.
Look around! There’s alcoholics and drug addicts galore! What don’t you see? Booze and drugs!
Why?
Because these people have a problem with booze and drugs. Easy access to booze and drugs guarantees a relapse.
These fine folks have tried every trick under the sun to quit, to cut back, to ease off, to regulate their use but they can’t.
So they’ve entered rehab, because chronic alcoholism and chronic drug use can have some serious health risks while detoxing. And they go through some serious counseling and group therapy while there. And the incidence of relapse is still dismally high.
They are practicing what Jesus suggested way back when in the Sermon on the Mount. Alcohol and drugs cause them to sin so they must cut off access to them. Not pray them away. Not perform an exorcism. No tips or hacks or tricks. Cut it off. Cast it away.
Porn isn’t any different.
When these people leave rehab and attempt to go back to living their lives, they’re gonna have to do it without easy access to booze or drugs. And no one bats an eye when I state that. Of course Fred, that’s just common sense.
Now most people don’t do the rehab thing until they’re forced to do it. A traffic accident or a DUI conviction. An impending divorce. Family crisis. Loss of a job.
And porn isn’t any different. You can go on for years keeping it a secret. But sooner or later, because all sin is progressive, you’re gonna have a crisis. Your wife will catch you. Or your boss. Or your mom. Chances are pretty good she already has it figured out, who has that many crusty socks in the laundry? Or your kid.
So you can continue down that road. Telling yourself that denial is a river in Egypt.
Or you can do the rehab thing today. Get to a place where booze and drugs and porn is inaccessible.
How?
I think you already know.
Stop making excuses. Stop rationalizing the irrational.
Cut off and cast away.
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2024.05.16 03:23 _cam_gc_ Visiting from New Zealand

Hi all, 20 year Jags fan here, visiting Jacksonville from New Zealand for only the second time (it is a loooong way from home) and first time since 2008.
I will be there for week two which we now know is Browns @ Jags.
Safe to say that ticket prices have gone up a lot since 2008 where I paid $200 to sit right behind MJD and Fred Taylor and the home bench. Haha.
Happy to take any advice, thoughts, options as I’ve love to make this the best experience for my wife to give us the best chance to come back!
Would love to hear from you all. Go Jags!
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2024.05.15 22:12 FriedEggSammich1 1st visit to Seattle. Is light rail (South Lake Union Line) a good option?

Hi folks.
Will be in Seattle for a couple of pre-cruise days in July. Have read a lot of posts here & quickly decided to not stay downtown due to it being unsafe at night but of course want to hit the centrally located attractions (Pikes Market, ferry to Bainbridge and Alki Beach). Since ride share there is very high I’m considering taking the light rail whenever possible/feasible.
Rail trip from SeaTac looks bad since we’ll have a lot of luggage and we get in latte. I’m budget conscious so I’m guessing taxi from SeaTac to SLU is cheaper and more convenient than ride share.
On both days I’m thinking the SLU line from nearby Fred Hutch Center to Westlake Hub is the cheapest option but is it the best/relatively quick one? We’re not too worried about it being seedy as we always take the Deuce bus in Vegas and got to experience bum fights at our stop on the North end of the Strip.
I also found an interesting guy on YouTube (Lao Ocean) who presents the bad with the good on walking Seattle. Scared my wife a little but also gave good details on places normally overlooked.
I appreciate the input.
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2024.05.13 01:10 EmperorYogg LordYam reviews Dark Horse Conan Part 1

In 2003 Dark Horse released their version of Conan the Barbarian. It ran strong for 7 years but then stumbled around 2011-2012; while the writing improved the Art didn't until 2016 and by then it was way too late and the series died a quiet miserable death. I did some reviews years ago but in hindsight they were very amateurish and I kind of wanted to re present them in a calmer more fair manner.
So here goes
Series 1: One thing that the first series did was have a framing device. A prince is exploring newly conquered lands, who discovers a statue of Conan in a hidden chamber. He's accompanied by his Wazir who is not so subtly implied to be Thoth Amon and tries to dissuade the Prince from looking to deeply into the matter. The angle was largely dropped after issue 50, though the prince DOES appear in issue 66, Sorrow of Akivasha (with hints he's getting suspicious of Thoth.
Due to the sheer size of the series I'm going to break it down by arc so as to give fairer gradings.
Arc 1: Hyperborea. This covers Conan going to the North, and of course we get the Frost Giant's daughter as Conan joins a band of Aesir chasing some raiders. Conan has heard tales about Hyperborea as a wonderous paradise, but there are hints of something darker. Conan also incurs the jealousy of Sjarl, an Aesir who wants the Chief's daughter. So he arranges for Conan to be captured by the Hyperboreans, only for the Hyperboreans to come early and seize both the Aesir and Vanir.
It's at this point we get the awful truth about Hyperborea. While it is a paradise, it's literally built on the suffering and misery of countless slaves? The endless summers they have for instance are gained by sacrificing the lives of the infirm and wounded so that their souls are converted into magic. The Hyperboreans themselves have grown bored to the point that they've made ritual suicide a public spectacle, throwing themselves AND their household staff and servants into a chasm. Conan falls in love with a Turanian slave, Iasmini, and tries to save her and the others from doom. Sadly, it doesn't work, and Conan is the only one to escape.
In many ways this was a very bold arc; while Conan survives, he fails utterly. Even killing the men who got him and his brothers trapped doesn't alleviate his guilt. While some fans have taken issue with how the Hyperboreans were portrayed I felt it did a perfect job showing the darker side of civilization; the utopia is literally fueled by human suffering, and the Hyperboreans can't even see the point anymore. The supporting cast was incredibly likable as well; Iasmini in particular is in some ways a conniving schemer but she does care for Conan and given her situation you can't really blame her (it's also worth noting that she's decades older then Conan at the very least). It's telling that when Conan makes a funeral pyre for her and the Aesir he actually prays that the Aesir gods are kind enough to send her to her own gods.
We also get our introduction to Janissa the Widowmaker. Janissa is an example of a good idea done somewhat poorly, although Fred Van Lente was able to make her a much more interesting character in Conan the Avenger.
Arc 2: God in the Bowl
This one opens up with a comedic story, the Brave thieves of Bertinus. The main point is that Conan meets Aztrias Petreus, the nobleman in God in the Bowl, which of course sets the stage for that story. God in the Bowl still plays out like the original tale and is pretty faithful, but it's what happens AFTERWARDS that things get interesting. See, Busiek does a follow up where Janissa manipulates events so that Conan is dragged into protecting Kalanthes, Priest of Ibis as he returns to Hanumar to destroy a dangerous artifact. Naturally, a lot of peril needs to be overcome.
There was a LOT to like about this arc. While there are a few minor hiccups (Hanumar is said to be in Ophir) it does a good job welding God in the Bowl into a bigger story, and it even explains why Thoth would be so reckless with a Child of Set. Kalanthes is also a great character, showing that civilization does have the potential to be noble and thus serving as a thematic counterpart to Sjarl and Einar (who, despite being barbarians, were weak willed cowards and backstabbers). One of my favorite scenes is a debate that Conan has with him; for context, on of Kal's servants, Davo, has been bitten by a snake sent by Thoth, and transporting him is slowing them down. Conan suggests that the practical option would be to leave Davo behind to die. Kalanthes actually gives a pretty compelling reason why he isn't; even leaving aside that Davo has served him for years, there's no guarantee it will work and he won't do something that cruel because it MIGHT give him an advantage, and when he asks Conan if HE would kill a friend to aid himself Conan is unable to answer. And yet, later on, when his men volunteer to stay behind to fend off Thoth's avatar and there's no other choice, Kalanthes reluctantly makes the call to sacrifice them. The final battle with Thoth's Avatar in Hanumar is easily one of the greatest fight sequences I've seen in any Conan media, and Conan's conversation with the Bone Woman where he rejects her job offer is also well done.
That said, there was one problem....Janissa's backstory. Parts of it were fine (she wanted to flee an arranged marriage, and so sought out the witch known as the Bone Woman. The Bone Woman agreed to train her if Janissa served her for twice the time of the training. The training was hellish, and now Janissa is servant to a monster.) Thing is.....there's demon rape involved. Rape is a tricky subject and having a woman get raped each night for years until she overcomes them is just....uggh. Tellingly, Conan the Avenger retconned this by implying the demons were manifestations of her own mind. Revealing the full backstory early on was also a mistake, since it kept Janissa from being built up over time.
If I had to make one change I'd have put it closer to the end of Conan's thief adventures. It addresses the wigginess of Hanumar being in Ophir and also serves as a better climax.
Arc 3: Tower of the Elephant: This arc covers Conan in Zamora; he's very rudely brought down to earth when his "friends" from Bertinus make off with his gold/survives a hill with demons, and so he throws himself into the dives of Zamora in order to learn the ropes. One of his "friends" Jiara manages to worm her way back into his graces, and we also get a faithful and beautiful rendition of Tower of the Elephant.
Overall it was a good story arc, but a lot more mild after the explosive events of Hanumar Road.
Arc 4: Hall of the Dead/Nestor Part 1: Conan's star has risen, as has his cockiness. Thing is he's pissed off the elite enough that the guards are actually doing their job (in particular Conan not only broke into the tower of the Magistrate, he also banged the magistrate's teenage trophy wife.) Conan's decision to help a young girl, Ineri, combined with him robbing a location at the same time as Nestor and his crew (as well as Jiara telling the plan to get back at Conan for cheating on her) leads to Nestor getting captured and making an alliance with Magistrate Surna to force Conan out (though Surna doesn't trust Nestor and has him cursed so that if he fails he'll hunt Conan as a zombie). Conan is ultimately run out of town, but ultimately tries to raid a lost city (as one does.) Nestor catches up with Conan and Conan persuades him to put the grudge aside so they can profit off the treasure. Unfortunately, they both awaken the undead guardians, and when Conan returns we find out that the only thing he could take (a jade dragon) comes to life and bites Surna to death, forcing Conan and Jiara to leave town.
This actually sets up the final arc; see, Surna's priest (Tzilius) sends for magic potions to be sent to save Surna. The Priest of Anu (who will feature in Arc 5) is contracted by Atalis to get the potions; Conan thwarts the robbery but makes off with the potions himself. In addition, Surna's incapacitation causes his replacement to start cracking down on the poor, causing Ineri (who sensed a darkness following Conan) to leave town with an old man, Jerim so she can warn Conan. Conan and Nestor reunite after an adventure in the hills, and decide to cross the border.
When looked at as the first part of a trilogy, this arc is fantastic. While Nestor and Conan do become friends a little quickly it still manages to be believable, and the lost city (as well as the toad monsteundead army) were suitably creepy. It also sets up the next two arcs brilliantly.
Arc 5: Rogues in the House: Conan and Nestor run afoul of the Priest of Anu, still seeking the potions. Nestor dies, and Conan is jailed after enacting a messy revenge on the priest. Jiara however betrays him and this leads to Conan getting captured. Murilo helps Conan escape, leading to Rogues in the House.
What stood out about this arc was the tragedy; Nestor has the chance to avoid his doom by killing Conan, but refuses because Conan is his friend. The extended time meant that his death hit far harder then the original tale (where he was just some guy.) Conan's killing of the priest is also one of the most uniquely brutal deaths I've ever seen. He force feeds the guy the healing potions, cuts off his head (because of how potent the potions are he survives the decapitation) and then throws the head into the fire and watches it burn. Appropriately brutal. We also meet Atalis when he comes to collect the potions; he's unable to and so makes do with Nestor's corpse instead. This sets the stage for the final battle in Arc 6.
Arc 6: Hand of Nergal: As Conan heads home he gets temporarily employment in the army of Yaralet; the King Of Yaralet is awaiting his bride to be, Princess Ereshka. Coincidentally, Ineri and Jerim get taken in by Ereshka, and when the demon horde comes Ineri helps Ereshka hide but gets captured herself. Ereshka persuades Conan to help save Ineri, leading to a final battle for the fate of the world.
This is the culmination of the previous 26 issues and it does the job nicely. The final battle is appropriately epic, and it ties off the plot points. Atalis' plan is thwarted and Nestor's zombie corpse is laid to rest. Conan and Ineri both get awesome moments. It's conclusive yet also sets the stage for more adventures.
As a side note, I also rather liked Princess Ereshka. She's a pampered aristocrat, but also genuinely nice, pushing Conan to go back to save Ineri.
Arc 0: Born on the Battlefield: Shows Conan's youth, up to the fall of Venarium. It was certainly interesting, but there were some parts that were odd (Conan sleeping with a sorceror's daughter indirectly leads to Aquilonia colonizing the region).
Standalone Stories: One of the bigger problems was that Kurt Busiek ended up leaving partway through, which combined with the fact that Cary Nord often took his time meant that there were some filler issues. They weren't BAD, but they were obviously filler (with the exception of the two parter in Issues 35-36, which introduces the Pictish Witch Nai).
Series as a whole: It certainly has it's ups and downs, but overall it's pretty good. With the exception of Janissa's demon rape it can even be said to have aged pretty well for the most part in terms of representation and sensitivity. All in all I'd definitely recommend it if you're willing to accept some deviations.
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2024.05.13 00:05 L1ckthestars Private Parts 2: The Oscar Cast- who would play Robin?? Sal & Richard? Wendy?

Private Parts 2: The Oscar Cast- who would play Robin?? Sal & Richard? Wendy?
Starring Sandra Bernhardt as Old Ray Stern Stanley Tucci as Old Ben Stern Kristin Bell as Beth Ostrotsky Stern Gary Oldham as Fred Norris and Jeff Goldblum as Howard Stern
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2024.05.12 19:23 FaZe_Tudman Dear members of this community please take your freds back

Dear members of this community please take your freds back
Dear members of this community please take your freds back, they are starting to spread to other communities.
We do not want them.
They have started to buy into photography and post shitty pics of their pets, wifes boyfriends, tr*k bices and their shaved legs.
They are a plauge and should be stopped.
They have infected our community so deep that there are kits sold just for them, and worst of all is that the kits are sold out.
Pls help i can't deal with them any longer.
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2024.05.11 18:49 No_Worldliness3907 FNAF question. Could The Silver Eyes implied that Afton had a bad childhood and had strict parents?

I’ve been thinking back about that one page from the silver Eyes on pg 265-266 the it is implied that Afton had a bad childhood, seeing himself as an outsider to the neighborhood and had parents that don’t appreciate him and I believe throughout his childhood he tried to make them proud of him but as years went by nothing worked, however, as he grew up, he met a women of his dreams (that will lead on becoming the first mrs Afton) and met Henry to start a business. And he had it all a loving family a running business and a dream job (I believe William grew up liking the carnival in the circus, because by the time of his childhood, that was his only sort of happiness that he had) he had everything until one day he loss his wife. Because of that he started to get loss into his work and he knew that threw him over the edge. that his entire life he felt like a puppet being controlled threw his life, and after losing his wife, and seeing Henry’s work, William became jealous, and wanting to become more than Henry he wasn’t good at building robots, so he spent the next two or three years building himself an underground bunker so that way he can have control. But as he finished he started to make a ballerina animatronic(that would later on to become ballora) he thought that he was going to fail doing it because he doesn’t know how to build animatronics yet, but as he did, he was proud of it,and because of it often found a way of how he can stay in control but he notice that having a full family should show a good sadist image. So that’s why he got remarried, and had Elizabeth. He already had Mike ,the older brother(yes, I am still MikeVictim) and Cassidy ( and Cassidysis) but now he has Elizabeth. and because of this, he became an abusive strict father figure everything was working as Afton hope until he left his Job and his 2nd wife got a divorce. Afton was paranoid because it would make him feel that he wouldn’t have controll anymore so in court he manipulated to Elizabeth two same messed up things and lies about her mom court, it ended up working, and because of this the current Mrs. Afton ended up killing herself,and because of this Afton was devastated because he didn’t had a full family to remain in controlled of others. Edit (before William got remarried somewhere in 1979 after Edwin build an abandoned the mimic in the mimic starts going to killing spree Afton took it to his underground bunker(yes I believe to that be the case) ) he got jealous of Henry success, so he built his other own animatronic which later on, became the sun and moon. and after that Henry told Afton to fixed the carousel it is a promotion after working as a doctor,and he agreed, but as he is fixing the carousel He noticed the sun and moon animatronic, and noticed that something was wrong along with the mimic, by the time he finished the carousel, it chatch itself on fire and he went there aging to fix it but the fire got worst. So he tried to take his mind off of it by playing fazerblast lasers. However after shooting 3 rockets and getting a high score. It’s set itself on fire,this made William depressed, because he lost the one dream job that he could had. So he went to JR’s for a few drinks he started to thinking back of those awful memories.(having parents that don’t appreciate him, him, seeing himself as an outsider to the neighborhood, loosing, both of his wife’s,(although for the second one he did that to himself) and finally to top it all off he lost the one source of happiness throughout his childhood) because of these things,William asked for one last drink at JR’s but the bartender said he had too many so he was kicked out. William thought about his life, and he believed that throughout his whole life through childhood, he felt like he was being controlled, like some sort of puppet,and he thought back of having his old family and a dream chop at the carnival. He thought that he had his life put together until he lost his first wife, and became jealous of Henry success, and perfect family. And he tried to have better control perfect family. But because of that, pure spite and jealousy,he went to FredBear’s and saw Charlie outside of the diner. He got out of his car and killed her he wanted Henry to remain vulnerable so he can remain in control of him and not the other way around.
Note: the reason I said that Afton has two wives is because of the FF stories the cliff’s,bunny calls and the 9th stitchwarth Epilogue. (in the cliffs we have two characters name Robert and Tyler. Robret’s wife is nowhere to be found so Robert became a single parent Tyler, and bought him a TagAlongFreddy plush. (the same could apply to William that he gave the BiteVictim a FredBear plush.) in bunny call Bob does have a wife and it just so happens that he has an older son name Tyler. (I think this is paralleling when William Afton became a controlled freak towards his family).lastly in the ninth epilogue Renelle has a father named Dr. Talbert(he is a scientist that used to have a partner and studies with Remnant) he lost his wife, and because of that he became disconnected from the public and got lost into his work. (pretty sure this represent on how Afton lost his wife and he got lost into his work by building the underground bunker and probably ballora (and possibly stole the mimic.)
TLDR: William throughout his life, believe that he has been controlled and that was the thing that he doesn’t like and because of that he wanted to feel like he is in control to make him more superior and others vulnerable.
Extra: I am not saying that William is a sympathetic Villian. I’m just saying. That he is a wholly debased villain. And he probably fit these five categories. (from nobody to nightmare, good creation turns bad, evil former friend, subverted all of his redeeming qualities and lastly tragic turning into fake tragic)
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2024.05.09 20:17 redditduk [MEGALIST] SG Concerts Gigs Raves - Till Vesak Day (10 - 23 May 2024)

Update 17 May: Sunday 19 May!

10 May, Fri

Sat, 11 May

 
 

Esplanade Pesta Raya Festival 11

 

Events & Parties 11

 

Club Guest Performers 11

 

12 May, Sun - Mother's Day

Esplanade - Pesta Raya Malay Festival Last

 
 

13 May, Mon

 

14 May, Tue

 

15 May, Wed

 

16 May, Thu

 

Other Arts Events

 

17 May, Fri - Start of Singapore International Festival of Arts (SIFA 2024)

 

Esplanade

SIFA 2024

 

Event Theme Nights

 

Club Guest Performers

 

18 May, Sat

 

Esplanade

SIFA 2024

 

Event Theme Nights

Club Guest Performer

 

19 May, Sun

Esplanade:

SIFA 2024

 

Monday Soon....

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2024.05.09 10:04 MengJiaxin When a Father Regrets Everything [A Dyad of Revenge]

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I love me some actual villainesses who go out there and wreck havoc. But I also love FLs who have the moral fibre to do the right thing when getting their revenge and do not sink to their enemies' levels.
A Dyad of Revenge has a FL who is the latter, and there are points where I felt that Cara could have been more ruthless, but I also liked that she remains essentially a good person throughout.
However what I wish to highlight is the fate of Cara's father: Charles Lin.

Spoilers Ahead

Charles is a rich businessman and head of Lin corporation. When he was young, he fell in love with Tiffany Fu, a poor village girl. However, his family disapproved of the match, and he was persuaded to marry the rich daughter of the Chen family in order to get Warren Chen's investment.
Charles had a daughter with his first wife before she died from illness (Rachel). With his company established, he was free to marry his love, Tiffany, and he had another daughter (Britney) before adopting a third (Beatrice). Finally, he accidentally had a ONS with a maid and had his fourth daughter (Cara, our FL).
Because Britney was the daughter of Tiffany, Charles pampered her endlessly. Rachel and Beatrice he cared and provided for, but he soon disapproved of Rachel when she started acting out after her mother's death>! (when actually Rachel was misled by her stepmother Tiffany to misbehave).!< On the other hand, he completely refused to acknowledge Cara's presence.
When Cara's mother fell ill and needed money urgently for treatment, Charles refused to help. And behind his back, Britney schemed to get rid of both step-sisters who she felt was threatening to her (Rachel because she was the legitimate heir for the inheritance, and Cara because she had caught the attention of Levi our ML). After the car accident where Cara 'died' and Rachel went to jail for accidental manslaughter, Charles became even more convinced that they were not worth his time. This led him to openly taking Britney's side in all matters, even after she was forced to confess for her misdeeds.
But in the end, the retribution fell on himself. Charles got injured in a car accident, and while hospitalized, Tiffany brought back a son, who she claimed to be from their short dalliance before he got married to his first wife. He did not believe her at first, but she slowly wore him down with tears and repeated visits and care-giving. It was only after Beatrice (the adopted daughter) felt something was wrong and persuaded our leads to visit, did they reveal everything to Charles.
Not only was the new 'son' not his, even Britney was not his daughter either. Both were the children of Tiffany and the family chauffeur, Fred Li. Tiffany had used her standing as Charles' wife to hire her children's biological father and give him a high-paying job. She also had been secretly transferring whatever company shares she could get her hands on to her own son, and leeching of Charles the entire time. The news broke Charles and he had to be sent to emergency.
Afterwards, Tiffany and her two children were sent packing. Cara (now in Rachel's body) refused to forgive Charles for his past behavior. When he admitted he had made alot of wrong choices, she replied that since he made so many mistakes, if she forgave him it would be unfair to those who suffered from his wrong choices. She has received his apology, but she will not forgive him, or meet him ever again.
The picture at the beginning is from when Cara and Levi's wedding was televised (due to them being such influential people). Charles could only watch it from home despite being the bride's father. Beside him remains Beatrice, his adopted daughter. Charles asks her why she remains with him, despite him having made so many mistakes in his life.
She replies: "I am an adopted child. You won't know how much I longed for kinship, and how grateful I was when you took me out of that cold and lonely orphanage. For me, you are my only father."
Charles and Beatrice
I love how despite being a side character, we get an entire story arc for the father, and how there is a silver lining despite all the mess. Definitely one of my favourite parts in the story.
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2024.05.08 19:24 No_Contract_9868 It's Here: Scooby-Doo Volume 1 Issue 1 Chapter 1

Chapter One: The Knight It Began
It was a cool November night when Professor Jameson Hyde Whitewas driving his 1969 Chevrolet Silverado down Welker Lane. In the truck bed was a crate. Inside was a suit of black medieval armor, dark as the midnight sky above. Legends said that when the moon is full, like on this dreadful night, the armor would come alive. The suit once belonged to Sir Ripley, a knight that betrayed King Arthur to Morgan Le Fay. Only during the fifth stage of the lunar cycle could his spirit inside the armor come alive. And the Professor was unaware of the armor’s curse. Unfortunately, it wouldn’t remain that way for much longer. The Black Knight creaked open its box and drew its sword, which was modeled after King Arthur’s blade, from next to him. As the Professor switched the stations on his radio, the ebony blade of the Knight pierced his chest. As he choked out his final breath through the blood that was filling his lungs, he swerved the car into a tree. The Knight merely cleaned off his blade and put himself into his crate, under the orders of a mysterious figure clad in orange and red robes. The man was ancient and drew a wooden wand before vanishing in a cloud of crimson mist. A nearby sign read: “Welcome to Coolsville.”
Coolsville was a town in Ohio founded in 1815 by businessmen Joe Spears and Ken Ruby. It was a small town. A quiet town. That was until 2013. Judy Reeves, wife of mayoral candidate Fred Jones Sr, died in a tragic car accident. To say he was distraught would be an understatement. He left behind his seven year old son Fred Jones Jr with his brother Eddie and his wife Peggy. Jones Sr dropped out of the race and vanished for several years before returning in 2017 and winning the election. He took back custody of his son. This was six years ago. It was now 2023. Fred Jones Jr woke up at six in the morning. He had a very tight routine. He turned on his MP3, blaring his mix. Songs on this tape consisted of the likes of Frank Sinatra’s Strangers in the Night, Davy Jones’ I Can Make You Happy, Jerry Reed’s Pretty Mary Sunlight, and others from the 50s, 60s, and 70s. This was all his mother left him: a final birthday gift.
First thing he did, as usual, was go to the indoor gym. Weights, treadmills, and exercise bikes galore. He ran a mile on the treadmill, spent thirty minutes on the bike, and bench pressed. He smiled as he finally hit his goal weight: 220 pounds. Then, he got dressed. His usual attire consisted of a white t-shirt, a white and blue letterman, blue athletic pants with an orange side stripe, brown sneakers, and his lucky ascot. Finally, he went for a run. Silverman’s, a local malt shop, was his usual destination. As he walked inside, he was graced by familiar sights. KISS blaring on the jukebox, Walt working the counter, and, oddly, a man sitting in a booth. “Morning, Freddie. The usual?” he asked, wiping down a mess from a spilt shake. “Yeah, Walt. But make it two.” Fred responded. “Who’s the man in the suit?” Walt asked. Fred smiled and took the drinks before sitting in the booth with the man in the suit. He wore a blue suit with a white undershirt and a red tie. He had bright blonde hair, similar to Fred’s, and black round glasses. “Here you go, Mr-” “Byrdman. Harvey Byrdman. Attorney at law.” the man in the suit responded. Fred smiled. “So I have a case?”
“Yes, Mr Jones. Yes you do. Financial records show an increased spending after your mother’s passing. According to her will, she left you a million dollars. Accounting for inflation, she left you $1.3 million dollars. These finance records show that your father spent roughly 75% of that on his campaign. Unfortunately, because you were a minor, he could control your funds. But now that you're an adult, you can sue for your money.” Harvey explained. “How much do you need from me?” Fred asked. “None. I'll take this case pro-bono.” Harvey answered, soothing Fred’s monetary worries. The duo talked until Fred got a notification from his phone. “I’m sorry to cut this short, Mr Byrdman. But I have to get to school.” he said, before leaving. He gave Walt $20 and left.
On the other side of town in the rich neighborhood of North Hills, Daphne Blake was awoken by her alarm clock. She brushed her scarlet hair out of her face and got dressed in her usual attire: lavender shirt and tights, a purple leather jacket, lavender go-go boots, a green scarf, and a purple headband. As she went down the stairs, she heard her parents arguing like every morning. “Damn it, Nan! I told you to cut the spending. Now I have the fucking IRS on my ass. This is your fault. You told me to lie. You told me to-” “Don't you dare put this shit on me, Barty! You were the one who cooked the books, not me. You were the sell-out who let Destroido Corp. take over the company. Not me.” As the two went back and forth, a gentle hand tapped on Daphne’s shoulder. She quickly turned around, only to have a sigh of relief. “Jeepers. You scared me, Jenkins.” Daphne said to her butler, Edwin Jenkins. The pair went into a customized purple and green 2022 Cadillac CT5. “As cold as your father may seem, he does care for you, Ms Blake.” Jenkins said somberly, before starting the car.
In Cape Cohn sat a bookstore: Dinkley’s Domum Mysterii. If you wanted to see or search for the supernatural, this was your stop. The sixteen year old daughter of store owners Angela and Dale Dinkley, Velma was wise beyond her years. She was wearing her traditional clothing: a red miniskirt, red high-top sneakers, orange knee high socks, and an orange turtleneck sweater.. She wore a red blazer over this, with a pendant of a gold magnifying glass with a question mark inside. Velma was a certified genius, with an IQ of 185. She should technically be in college. But her and her parents agreed it was important to experience high school so as to not become detached. She was sitting on the couch inside, reading Vincent Van Ghoul’s latest novel: Mansion on Murder Mountain. She finished the book, closed up shop, and took the bus to Coolsville High.
In the heart of Coolsville was a neighborhood called Tumbletown. It was actually the first part of Coolsville built. But time hasn't been kind. Between the robberies in the 1850s by the mercenary Cold Steel, the terrorist attacks in the 1870s by Nitro Wazinksy, and famously the Kasem incident, when an entire family was brutally murdered outside of the Kasem Radio Station. As such, the town has abandoned Tumbletown. But many still lived there. Norville Rogers, or as he’s commonly called, Shaggy was awoken by his dog, Scooby-Doo licking his face. “Like, Scoob. If I wanted to shower, I'd go to the bathroom.” he said, chuckling. “Rorry, Raggy. Rut Rad raid rit’s rime ror rool.” the dog said. Shaggy wasn’t shocked. Scooby-Doo’s grandfather was part of a science experiment in the early 2000’s. An organization called the STORM (Science, Technology, Organics, Research, and Mechanics) Foundation, ran by Professor Phineas Pericles, began experimenting with animal genetics. This led to various animals gaining another level of sentience, including the ability to speak. After a hacker known as Mr E exposed the project, the talking animals were freed and allowed to live their lives. Scooby-Doo was a byproduct of that experiment. Shaggy went into the bathroom, observing himself in the mirror: long scruffy hair accented by a small goatee. His eyes were beat red. “Zoinks! If Dad sees this, he’ll kill me.” he said, splashing water in his face. Shaggy had been a stoner since his dad got divorced years ago. Scooby tried to comfort his owner as best he could. Shaggy put on a loose-fitting green t-shirt, brown sweatpants, and a dark green zip-up hoodie. He grabbed a bag of blunts from his closet, put them in his pocket, and went downstairs. His dad, Colton, was passed out watching reruns of The Sonny and Cher Comedy Hour. Shaggy scoffed at his father and went outside into his green and blue 2020 Nissan NV Passenger van. He turned on the radio, playing the Hex Girls’ Earth, Wind, Fire, and Air, before driving off
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2024.05.07 18:52 Lord_Long_Rod Trip to Rolex AD

I was bored Saturday night. I had already fucked Maria, my housekeeper twice this afternoon before I sent her home, so I was not really looking for a fuck puppet at the moment. Sigh … I finally decided I would go out for a bite to eat.
I got cleaned up and dressed casual-upscale. I chose one of my exquisite Patek timepieces for my wrist, along with the normal digs (bracelets, rings, chokers, necklaces, etc…). I did not really desire any company tonight, but ultimately decided I needed to adorn my presence lest I be diminished in the minds of others. I chose “Azure”, one of my beater chicks. I called her up and asked her out to dinner. Of course she accepted my invitation immediately. She is a very attractive girl. I think she models, or acts, or some shit.
I picked up Azure at her flat at 9:30 pm. I drove my Aston Martin for the date, as I know this will send a tingle down her leg. We arrived at Nobu a couple minutes before 10. The maitre’d, Claude, looked a little pissed because it was so late, so I slipped him a hundy and he grudgingly seated us. I made a mental note to call Brad, the manager, tomorrow and complain. Brad and I play squash together at the club. I will have that prick Claude fired and homeless by this time tomorrow night.
I just wanted to sit back, sip on a glass or three of 25yr old Glenlivet, and people-watch. However, Azure had other plans. I am a very successful and handsome gentleman. It is not a brag; it is simply the fact of the matter. Literally thousands of attractive young ladies in this town would love to land me as a husband. Azure was no exception. As soon as we sat down she was all over me. Within 5 minutes she was stroking my cock through my trousers.
Frankly, I was not in the mood. Moreover, Azure is like a corpse in bed. I much prefer getting my rocks off with my feral housekeeper, Maria, than some cold fish like Azure. Maria fucks like a wild dog in heat.
Getting annoyed with her, but not wanting to ruin the chill vibe I yearned for tonight, I handed Azure a small silver pill box containing some primo nose candy. When she saw what it was a big grin came over her face and off she went to the restroom. I leaned my head back against the booth and relaxed, sipping my Scotch.
A swarthy looking waiter calling himself “Bruce” stopped by my table, disrupting my solitude with all sorts of pestering questions. Growing frustrated with what appeared to be a concerted effort to fuck up my evening, I grabbed Bruce by the collar of his shirt and yanked him close to me. With my other hand I flicked open my Microtech knife and put it to his throat. I told him that when I want to talk to him I will call him, and that if he comes to me uninvited again I would cut his fucking throat wide open and watch him bleed to death right there on the table before me. I asked the peasant if he understood. He nodded. Then I told him to fuck off, which he did. Back to my Scotch.
A few minutes later I received a phone call from Brad on my cell phone. “DID YOU JUST THREATEN TO KILL ONE OF MY WAITERS?!?”, he demanded to know. I calmly responded, “Jesus, Brad. I figured you would be more upset that I am fucking your wife than over me having a few words with one of your disgusting peasant waiters.”
Brad paused. In fact, I was not fucking his wife, not anymore. After she was diagnosed with colon cancer I just could not go there any more. It would just be … gross. In fact, she confided in me about her condition before she even told Brad.
I remember that we had just finished fucking in her and Brad’s bed. She started blathering on, so I went online on my phone shopping the gray market for a new Rolex Daytona. “What? What was that, sweetheart? Oh no, cancer!!!”, and yada yada, who gives a shit, right?
We hid the affair from Brad. But he probably suspected somebody was banging his wife, as was clear when he paused just then on the phone at my mere suggestion that I was bedding her down. Then he blurted out, “Fuck you, man! Ha ha ha!! But seriously, Bruce is a great guy and I don’t want to lose him. What am I supposed to do here?!?” I responded, “Fix it”, then hung up on him. I did not see Bruce after that, for the rest of the night.
Azure finally made it back to our table. You could almost hear the “buzz” coming through her eyes. “What a degenerate fucking bimbo”, I thought to myself. This dumb bitch could fall off the face of the Earth tomorrow and humanity would not even notice. She has family, I guess. But besides that, she is nothing to anyone (maybe not even her own family). If not for her willingness to be used as a whore and a social ornament, she would have absolutely no purpose in life whatsoever. I might feel sorry for her and her empty existence if I were capable of such a thing. But I am not, thank God.
I considered asking Azure back to my penthouse suite after dinner just so I could fire her off the fucking balcony and to the street below. But there would be police reports and all that bullshit. So I merely allowed her to blow me in my car as I drove her home. Honestly, I think she struggled with whether she should swallow or spit me into a ziplock baggy inside to preserve it as a trophy.
We said our goodbyes and Azure exited the car and headed toward her front door. I won’t lie, the thought of gunning my car and mowing her down on the curb crossed my mind. But, again, I did not want to have to deal with all the red tape.
It was already a little past midnight, but I was not quite ready to go home. I decided to drive over to “Zen’s Pleasure Palace”. Zen’s is an upscale sex club not far from Nobu. Usually single guys are not allowed entry. However, I know the manager, Ned. I did not even want to fuck, per se. I wanted to shoot some H and relax with some Scotch as I watched others fuck.
By 2:30 am I was in a sex room and layed out on a beanbag watching a very serious orgy unfold. I was tight too, and feeling good. Pretty soon this Asian chick had my erect member out of my pants and in her mouth. The pleasure was intoxicating and I was enjoying it immensely, as was she. Suddenly there came a screaming that interrupted my ecstasy.
“GET THAT FUCKER’S COCK OUT OF YOUR MOUTH!! I DON’T WANT YOU GETTING SHIT IN THAT MONEY MAKER, YOU FUCKING WHORE!!!”, said the intruder.
Of course, I knew exactly who it was. It was Milo, a/k/a Jersey. He is a Cambodian sex trafficker that leases his women to brothels such as Zen’s. I honestly did not know Milo was working this side of town tonight, so the mistake was an honest one on my part.
I opened my eyes and looked at the sad fucker. “Hey man! What’s going on?”, I said to him. The silly bastard then had the audacity to pull a pistol on me. I asked, “Come on, dude, are you still pissed about what happened on the docks?!?” I could tell from his expression that he was.
See, 6 months ago I was banging some of Milo’s Asian whores down at a place on the docks called “Sammy’s”. I was coked out of my mind, and banging 2, 3 girls at once. I paid for them, of course. It was a wild scene. Everybody was flying high and having a good time.
Then my Coke dealer, Rodriguez, came storming into the club, guns blazing. He had learned earlier in the day that I has been fucking his wife, the most beautiful and sexy Tatiana, from the Nuevo Cartel. In fact, he left a voice mail that I heard earlier pledging to hunt me down and murder me. But then I got so jacked on blow and liquor I completely forgot about it and went whoring.
In fact, it was worse than that. See, Rodriguez owns Sammy’s. But like I said, I was completely out of my mind. I guess some of his minions informed him of my presence there while he was out trying to find me.
Rodriguez walked right up to me as I was being blown by one of Milo’s chicks and said, “esse’ you got a lot of nerve coming here, of all places.” I knew I had to act fast. I quickly reached over to my coat and retrieved my smg, then I opened fire with extreme prejudice. Interestingly, the Asian chick on my cock did not miss a beat through all this.
I dropped the empty mag and loaded another. By the time I was finished the only living creatures left in Sammy’s was me and the lil Asian chick still attached to my cock. Growing paranoid as a result of this assassination attempt and all the blow, I heard my voice in the back of my head say “No witnesses”. So I blew my load, twice. I will leave it to you, gentle reader, to determine which load was blown first.
Getting back to Milo, he was incensed. “Of course I am still pissed about the docks!!! You whacked 17 of my girls that night, you fucking degenerate asshole!!”, he said. I shrugged, which seemed to irritate him more,
Finally, I sighed, let my head fall backwards, and said “Fine. Fine. How much?” Milo asked “How much for what?” I said “How much for the fucking whores I offed that night at the docks. Jesus Christ, Milo.” Milo thought for a moment, then said $20,000.00. I said “I will give you ten”. Milo agreed, I paid him, and then I got back to what I was doing before he barged into my good time.
It was now around 5:00 am. I was getting a little tired, but I still was not quite ready to go home. I hopped into the Aston Martin and took off. I realized I was near the south side Rolex AD (authorized dealer). I had the manager, Chad, on my speed dial.
“CHAD!! Hey, buddy! It’s me! Get your ass up and meet me down at the store in 10 minutes. I want a new watch!”, I said. Chad hem and hawed around, saying is was Sunday morning and that he was in the hospital with his wife who had just been in a terrible car wreck earlier in the evening, and other bullshit.
“Come on, Chad. Don’t be a fag! I am ready to buy, buy, buy!! What you got?!?”, I asked. Chad started fake crying, telling me he was not sure his wife was going to pull through, and how he did not know what he and the kids would do without her. I rolled my eyes. I was flying down Lexington Avenue doing 110 mph, just a couple minutes from the AD. “Dude, she is not going anywhere. She will be there when you get back. It is not like she is fucking dying or anything”, I told him, completely oblivious to Chad’s prior comment that his wife may not pull through.
Chad is married to this Ukrainian whore named Slovakia or some stupid ship. I used to feed her coke and fuck her silly while Chad was working. It’s too bad she was about to bite the big one. But, who fucking cares, you know?
I finally got Chad down to the store at 6:15 am. He told me his wife kept flatlining but he had a handful of timepieces in the back he was eager to show me. These Rolex ADs, ha ha ha! They don’t care who is fucking dying if it means getting a commission of a $20K watch!
By 8:00 am I bought a Newman Daytona and a used Kermit. We had a few drinks there too, and did some lines. By 9:00 am I was on a phone call with Milo to get some of his whores sent to my penthouse for me and Chad to party with. We agreed to a price, I paid it, and he would have 5 Vietnamese girls at my place by noon.
With time to kill, I told Chad that we needed to score some more blow, for us and the girls. He agreed. First, we stopped by the liquor store for a couple fifths of Johnny Walker Blue, which we sipped on as I drove us over to Frédérique’s flat for coke. Fred is one of my dealers, and he has got some good shit.
We were at Fred’s place for an hour. Fred was higher than a fucking kite and talking a million miles an hour. He insisted on lecturing Chad and I about the finer points of West Coast thrash metal vs. East coast hardcore. It was, frankly, excruciating. Then shit took a weird turn.
Suddenly, some blond dude in a Hawaiian flower shirt busted out of one of the rooms in Fred’s flat blasting shots from a high caliber revolver. I looked over at my buddy Chad, then “SPLAT!!!!!” One of the bullets from this maniac’s gun hit Chad in the head, blowing his head apart like an invigorated Gallagher smashing watermelons with his Sledge-O-Matic. Blood, brain, and bone fragments were everywhere.
Unbeknownst to me, Fred’s wife, Anaconda, had entered the room behind me carrying a sawed off shotgun. “BAMMM!!!!” The mysterious gunman was on the floor dead from buckshot ripping his brain into shreds. Fred and Ana then got into a huge argument in a foreign language, with Fred following her as she stormed off into another room. I decided it was time for me to leave lest I be late for Milo.
As I was making my way out of Fred’s place I heard another gunshot. I winced at the possibility of losing my best dealer. “Son of a bitch!”, I said to myself.
I got home at 5 til noon. I let myself inside and made myself a drink. Time passed. That shit Milo never showed up. And I had already paid him $5,000.00 on my credit card. I was getting pissed. I was also getting horny. Maria did not come in that day. I went through the contacts on my phone. Azure, Tatiana, Brandy, Ameko, Donnaella, Domino, Slovakia ….
“Ohhhhhh … Slavakia!! That is one hot piece of fuck meat!! Let me call her!!!”, I said. I rang her up but there was no answer. I called a couple times more but still no answer. Not wanting to be denied, I texted her “Hey, baby!! Can’t wait to see you again soon and pound that sweet ass of yours!”
An hour later and still no return communication. I thought to myself, “What the fuck?!? Did you fucking die or something?!? Jesus Christ!!” Then I had a wicked thought. “Maybe I will tell Chad I have been fucking his wife. That will fix her! Ha ha ha ha!!!!”
I started feeling kind of shitty after that. I tried to remember when I last ate, but could not. I was very aware that I was super strung out at the moment. I was unsure of how long I had been awake. I needed sleep.
I took some ludes and drank half a bottle of Cabernet. Pretty soon I started calming down and relaxing. By this point it is late Sunday afternoon. I needed to pull myself together. I had to show up straight in Delaware tomorrow for the plea deal. As much as I dreaded it, at least after tomorrow everything will finally be over with for good. Sigh…
Suddenly, I got a notification on my phone. It was a text from dad. It said, “Good luck in court tomorrow, Beau! Dad”.
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2024.05.07 17:38 Pigmcginnyrig It hit me earlier today, but there are so many widows in BB/BCS

Obviously Marie & Blanca,
But also Margarethe, Cheryl, Fred’s Wife, and probably others I am forgetting about.
It’s crazy how many women these characters leave widowed in the two shows
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2024.05.07 10:39 Neverenoughmarauders The Fred and George of the 70s

All who have read the books learn about Sirius and James’ friendship when they are being compared to Fred and George - mischief-makers and practically inseparable.
So every time I hear people talk about how hard it was for George to lose Fred I think about how hard it was for Sirius to lose James. Fred and James were almost the same age when they died, and while James left behind a son, Sirius also had to deal with the guilt of feeling responsible for the death of his best friend and his wife.
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2024.05.06 02:05 ICumCoffee McLaren celebrates Lando Norris first win, Fred Vasseur joins and sprays champagne

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